Last night I brought out my old pictures that I hadn't seen in years. I didn't think it would take me into the wee hours of the night, but there I was surrounded of my photos of past and present, with my raw emotions taking over: laughter, sadness, and nostalgia. Sorting through them all was kind of a nightmare and I woke up this morning with photos all over my living room floor. The things that I really wanted to do was scan some old pics of my parents since they original pictures were so old and no one else had copies of them. I mostly was looking at old pics of my parents back in '67 when he studying at UW.
My mom and dad pregnant with me in Seattle, WA. Love that dress.
I think my mom loved navy. I've seen her lots of navy.
Mom holding me.
I call this the "Jackie O" dress. Mom didn't tell me where she was going in this outfit.
Tomorrow: Beat Memories: The Photographs of Allen Ginsberg, May 2–September 16, 2010. I've been wanting to see this exhibit for a while. More details and pics tomorrow.