I am doing some things I haven’t done before and, man, isn’t that process hard on the ego? I always want to do it best on my first shot, know exactly what I’m doing when I don’t. It has been helpful to remind myself to approach new things with humility; goofs hurt a great deal less and I’m able to learn even more. // The photo on the table in this is by a photographer named Bill Phelps.
I wanted to make a picture of you.
Now, at my desk, avoiding the headlines for a little while.
Earlier, on a walk in the neighborhood. Now it’s raining. I like Sundays most. (at West Hollywood, California)
The thought that I was laughing while your world was being destroyed. Me here, you there, not me standing over you there, showing my white teeth and the black of my mouth when it happened, not me withholding my hand on purpose (as if it would or could help when walls are so easily becoming not-walls, when walls just turn to smoke). Me here, with coffee and clean clothes and a house just swept and wiped and scrubbed because I was worried about dust, because I possessed energy not spent on safety. Me here, with all of my loves intact. Me here, just laughing at some small inconsequential thing, like cute, like ha ha ha, just laughing. The cruel thought that I was.
When the Human Rights Campaign invited me to participate in #weareHRC and #rightsideofhistory on Instagram, I was like, “Yes. Yes, I would like to do that right now.” We’re all capturing and cataloging our little histories online every day; I’m proud that mine represents a message of love and equality. (at West Hollywood, California)
Edan Lepucki's debut novel, California, is out today. Having followed her long journey to bookshelves everywhere, it’s so nice to see the success of someone who has so obviously worked so hard. I was lucky enough to score an advance of the book. I already got to read it. I already felt the relief of it being quite good so that when I talked about it I could honestly say that it is “really quite good.”
It’s an excellent summer read, for your tote bag and those spare minutes spent sipping coffee in the morning and those more glorious weekend hours on a blanket in the grass at the park. Please go to the bookstore and get a copy.
Adventures at the Natural History Museum in Los Angeles.
(See more of my daily photos on Instagram).