Tuesday, April 24, 2007


I used to love sitting in the narrow aisles of McKay's flipping through random photography books. There's something about the musty smell of a used bookstore that's exhilarating. You never know what treasures you might stumble upon mixed in with the Kodak how to books from the seventies and the strange pictures of eighties models in all their blue eye shadow glory.
Pictures tell a story, give us a window into history and of course, are worth a thousand words. They somehow have the power to bring home those universal chords of humanity that bind us. And sometimes they just look pretty hanging on your wall. One of my favorite photography books was given to me a while back, The Family of Man created by Edward Steichen. Juden really likes looking at pictures. I watched his little fingers turn the pages this morning as he sat in my lap and the images made me daydream. Here's a couple of favorite's to brighten this drizzly Tuesday morn.