She dreamed outside the fish bowl.

Sometimes some moments are so perfect that they are begging to be photographed.

I spotted this woman with her kids leaning out the window, watching the Carnival parade weave its way through San Francisco’s Mission district. The photos with the kids were fine, but it wasn’t until she was alone that I felt I captured something more.

This post is part of my six word stories collection: when six words and photos unite to create rich narratives.

She dreamed outside the fish bowl.

She dreamed outside the fish bowl.

 

The swoosh was all he had.

One of my favorite things to do is to drive to the middle of nowhere, with no plan in mind, and find an interesting photo. I actually go to places that don’t seem that interesting, or maybe I’ll go to a place that I don’t know anything about. It’s an exercise that keeps my eye sharp, forces me to drop my preconceptions, and makes me slow down and really see.

Recommended by my husband, who had stumbled upon it as part of his job driving to and fro, I ventured to Port Costa one crisp fall afternoon. This tiny town, estimated to have 190 inhabitants, didn’t disappoint. I had a great time exploring its sleepy streets and kitschy Warehouse Cafe. “It’s the land that time forgot,” I often tell friends.

In the school yard of the Port Costa School I came upon this lonely basketball net. With my idea for six word stories in mind, I photographed it from different angles, trying to capture more than just a net.

This post is part of my six word stories collection: when six words and photos unite to create rich narratives.

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The swoosh was all he had.

He skittered right into fate’s jaws.

No matter how old I get or how many times I have seen them, I still get sad when I see crab carcasses on the beach. And this little guy found on a beach that is part of the Point Reyes National Seashore reminded me of the great struggle to survive in this big world.

I hope it was just his time.

This post is part of my six word stories collection: when six words and photos unite to create rich narratives.

He skittered right into fate's jaws.

He skittered right into fate’s jaws.

Six Word Stories

A couple of years ago I started a 365 photography project — a goal, really, of posting one photo a day — and failed miserably. I don’t even think I made it through January.

Although the project wasn’t a success, I came away with the idea to combine my love of the written word with my passion for photography using Ernest Hemingway as my inspiration. It is said that Mr. Hemingway composed a six word story to win a bet (although Snopes figures this legend is undetermined).

It read:

“For sale: baby shoes, never worn.”

Pretty powerful stuff in six little words, no matter who wrote it.

And so, I bring to you the first installment of my version of the six word story: when six words combine with a photograph to create an even richer narrative. Look for the six word story in the photo caption below.

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Come back. My ears need flapping.
–As seen at Stinson Beach