wait ~ updated
thea coughlin, canon digital rebel xti
For the plane ride home I grabbed the most recent issue of W magazine. There was a spread of intimate photos Brad Pitt captured of Angelina Jolie. I was enamored with the mood, the texture, the grain, the raw quality and quite impressed by his natural ability for portrait photography. The images totally inspired me to play with black and white tonight. I tend to be attracted to muted colors and vintage tones but rarely do I see images in my mind as monotone. This particular article shifted that. So, I took a very intimate image that I captured of one of my best friends in our hotel room during a visit earlier this year and converted it to black and white, while cropping it a bit. I feel pleased and I plan to play a bit more with this style.
It also felt meditative for me tonight to go to a place I haven't been for a few weeks. My whole entire being has been intertwined with this adoption, which has been such an other-wordly experience. I haven't thought much about photography, which is extremely odd for me. A piece of my whole self that breathes life into me has been a bit quieted in my soul. But on the plane, flipping through those photographs, I felt a tingling in my bones and a longing to lay on a bed with an artist and capture their most intimate pieces of self. Soon, soon...
It seems every piece of my life is about waiting right now. While hanging out for 10 days in the town where our birth parents live, we stayed in a hotel that was across the street from a few shops, a Trader Joes, Borders bookstore and a healthy restaurant. Each time we'd cross the street to one of those destinations, we heard a voice over the crosswalk speaker...a voice that prompts a blind person whether to stay or go. The voice says in a soothing female tone, over and over and over until the light turns green..."Wait.....wait......wait......wait....". One of those times, Boho Boy looked down at me with a smirk and said; "Isn't that the story of our life?"
Update: Baby is not here yet. K has a doctors appointment tomorrow and she will call us with the latest results about how far she is dilated and effaced. We are all crossing our fingers and toes that she lasts until her inducement date (which is early next week). I've been home recuperating from a cold. I also had some dear friends in town this past weekend and will share more of that soon but until then, I needed to rest to make sure I am well for baby.