Truth is, I don't really like purple. For example, I would never consider painting a wall of my home purple. I can't wear it, and I never buy it. But while purple itself is my least favorite color, I am nonetheless fond of some of its shades—plum, periwinkle, lavender.
I had no problem finding plenty of plum to shoot, my favorite being the top image taken during a hectic family dinner La Chéile. We are leaving for the Cape in a week and so many things need to get done prior to our departure. The house we are renting has eight twin beds and no linens. I have been scrambling around trying to find eight sets of twin sheets. Also, as the house does not have internet, I may be so off-the-grid as to shoot film for two weeks. Alas, my film camera has a broken lens; I need to get myself down to Adorama to get a new one. I am also making up a series of maps for Ike that track our progress up the shore. He has become increasingly aware of geography, and does better with lots of preparation for things like, say, the 15 minute drive into New Jersey over the George Washington Bridge. Travel makes him nervous. He is always checking with me as we walk around our neighborhood to be sure we haven't somehow (God forbid) left New York. I hope to make up a little lap-book for him with maps and photos that may give him a way to process our trip. This on top of the regular sorts of things like trips to the grocery or bank, the real work I get paid to do, and the never ending work to be done for The Wooden Button.
However, I plan on doing a Photo Friday next week anyway. Something simple, like: brown—modest, mousey brown.
