In high school, she wrestled on the boy's team. Of course, there was no girl's team. She was a power lifter. In college she studied art. When I met her, she was a self-proclaimed "feminist painter." She would drive for over an hour to shoot with me in the studio. We kept in touch for a long time. Now, she teaches art. She was quite something.
Weren't we all?
What's my point? I don't have one, really. I just cooked this up the other day from old files and wanted to post it. Trying to keep some skills. I am dependent, however, on the digital updates, and I find that the programs are not the same. I have to keep adapting to the technology, but no matter, the final product changes slightly. You can never repeat the past."Can't repeat the past? Of course you can!"