My name is Andrea. I live in New Mexico with my husband and my cat. We just moved to Los Alamos from Las Cruces and are learning to live our lives without all our old friends nearby. I'm a Starbucks Barista and am working on loving being in a small town.
Here you'll find an amalgamation of my many passions and pursuits. I am an aspiring photographer. Please check out my SmugMug and what you think of my shots. You can even buy prints for a nominal fee.
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GPOYW: Black and white detail edition. People hate such highly detailed photos of themselves. I prefer to be a bit braver, if possible. Here’s me when I turned an already-zoomed camera on myself.
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Life music! Dance on the table! Jongler!
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Oct. 7, 1956: Yogi Berra’s hands were the focus of an article titled “Hands of Catchers Take Battering,” published five days after the photo was taken. “These catchers’ hands will win no beauty prize,” the reporter wrote, “but as functional implements they rate special awards.” Photo: The New York Times
I feel like these are my hands, all day every day. I’ve been thinking a lot about the differences between me and people I know who have never had to work with their hands as much as I have to make a living. My hands are a bit of a nightmare, and constantly in some new form of pain. Why, just yesterday, I got a papercut. That shouldn’t be a big deal, but imagine soaking your hands every few minutes in a bucket of sanitizer, washing your hands after every other monetary transaction, and stretching the cut back open every time you open your hand too much because the skin is tender and dry from all you do with it.
I know people who still have soft hands. Sure, their hands are strong and could probably do the work just as well as mine could. My husband, for instance, has quite beautiful hands compared to mine. I’ll admit, though, that I wear the skin on my hands as a badge, and I’m not ashamed of them anymore.
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Preparing for a bit of a chill tonight here in the mountains.
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Jameson.
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Our bed.
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Snow glow.
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Joe in one of his old haunts. Corvallis, Oregon. January 2012.
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Forgive me. As I mentioned in my last post, I’m giving myself homework, via the new photography book I got for Christmas. It’s essentially a textbook, with prompts at the end.
This one has me attempting to take photos of structure (regardless of content). I think I like the one of the drawers best.
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Joe’s Christmas present for me was a tripod for my camera! All evening shots in my apartment prior to this were blurry, or had crazy high ISO settings. So here’s a great example of the longer exposures I can take now. Mmm Sam Adams winter variety pack (but honestly, too many dark beers for me).
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Robert Oppenheimer and General Groves, heads of the Manhattan Project, in statue in Los Alamos, New Mexico.
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Late fall at the Bosque; cottonwoods lining the Rio Grande. Albuquerque, NM. November 2011.
Note: best viewed in larger size… I was dismayed when I posted it just now on Tumblr and the leaves make it look terribly pixelly!
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GPOYW: I gots a new hats edition! Taos, New Mexico. November 2011.
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GPOYW: Goofin’ around with Joe edition.
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Hradcany, Prague, Czech Republic.
This is strangely summing up how I feel today.
