People are strange

The lovely gal that I do the we chirp blog with has a very important friend. I have been following Justin Hackworth's photography blog for a few years. I was pleasantly surprised to find out that he and said gal are great friends. Since then I have been scheming to have him take my picture. Last year he did a little project called 30 strangers. This year he is doing it again, but with a twist. 30 days of strangers, with a mother daughter connect. So today Caroline, my mom, my grandma and I all headed down to Justin's studio. We are no longer strangers (yay!) but not before he took our photos.

I have discussed with Raydar Love the fact that most of Justin's photos seem to have a more serious look to them (or at least his subjects do). I asked Justin about it and he agreed. He wants to capture expressions that (and I can't remember his exact words) the viewer has to figure out what is behind the look.

So here are a few of his photos of us today. And I'll tell you a little about what I was thinking.

"I hope my eyes aren't bugging out of my head like they so often do in photos."

"I can't believe I am back in Provo and actually enjoying myself. I wonder who lit the Y mountain on fire July 21st 1999 (or was it 2000?)?"

Caroline is thinking, "I wonder when I can eat more strawberries and broccoli? My favorites. And when are we getting ice cream? I love ice cream. Is there such a thing as broccoli ice cream? There should be."

And truly, because I admit to being a bit shallow, I was thinking, "Now everyone who sees this will see my proboscis, plainly, plain as the nose on my face." and "I can't wait to see how these will all turn out." and "When can I do this again?" and "I probably should have worn black." and "Do you think he knows how exciting this all is?"

So Justin, thank you. It was thoroughly enjoyable. You are wonderful. To see more, and to follow it every day, go here.