Facebook Friends

Facebook friends. Some people collect them like they’re collecting dandelions. Some people are much more cautious. Some people unfriend for reasons like politics. For break-ups. For no reason at all. Some people know these Facebook “friends” well; some people are friends only in periphery. Some people don’t even know the people they have on their friends list.

The friends I have as my Facebook friends fall all over the graph – some of them I’ve known since kindergarten. Some of them I’ve met through marriage; some of them I’ve met through my children; some of them I’ve met through my children’s friends’ parents. Some of them I’ve worked with. Some of them I went to college with.

No matter what, I like to think I know my Facebook friends pretty well. But in an effort to prove that to myself, I’ve given myself the task of taking pictures of each friend I’ve acquired on Facebook.

This isn’t going to be easy. Some of my friends live far away (Hawaii; Hungary); some live with me (my hubs!). Some of my friends live just down the street; some live in the next town; some I see every day; and some I haven’t seen in years.

I”m not going to put a time constraint on this. It’s going to take some time. But I will finish this. Even if that means I will no longer be able to accept new friend requests … I will see each friend and I will take their picture!! I will do it!!

And I will start with the easiest ones …

Summer Fun

Sometimes it’s fun to sit and watch the older boys. Knowing you’ll be doing the same thing one day makes it even more fun.

Read more at http://www.iheartfaces.com/how-it-works/grab-a-button/#r5SHXzjgCH90BI0x.99

The Callahans, Extended

Taking pictures of your friends and their family, and their brothers and sisters, and their families, can be a lot of fun. Especially when those friends and families are the Callahans. Let’s just say that the apples don’t fall far from any trees.

Going in a New Direction

I’ve realized in my short time “working” with my camera that photographing people and then handing over my photographs to them is not what I want to do.

Don’t get me wrong. I LOVE taking pictures of people. I love taking pictures FOR people. But I am, by nature, a journalist, I guess. And I have discovered that when I take pictures, I also want to tell a story. And taking pictures of friends/families for their friends/families doesn’t always allow me to do this.

I see a lot of things in this world and I meet a lot of interesting people. And I’ve always been amazed at the stories they have to tell. But sometimes it takes asking just a few questions to hear what it is they want to say … sometimes the people they’ve met make them the most interesting. Sometimes their careers make them the most interesting. But sometimes, just taking their picture when they’re least expecting it is what makes them the most interesting. And the most beautiful. And those are the moments that this photographer wants to capture.

So until then I’m going to keep taking pictures. And I would love to take pictures of anyone who wants their pictures taken. But soon I’m going to embark on another adventure, down a different road. And this blog may have a different appearance, but it will still include my photographs; it will still include my words. It will contain more of a story, though.

Because pictures really do paint, at the very least, 1,000 words. And I want to try to capture all of them.