by Sandy Connolly | Jul 9, 2015 | Grasses
Can you tell which ones are rushes, which ones are sedges, and which ones are grasses? My stepdad, Carl Johnson, lets me use his four-wheeler to explore the logging roads across the road from where he lives in Waltham, Maine. Today was a beautiful day, and I had a...
by Sandy Connolly | May 26, 2015 | Cyanotype
I don’t know. They’re just not as pretty as the one in the book, so I’ll have to get over it. I did two new test strips today in usual fashion: at the same time as I was making Ina Garten’s Provencial Potato Salad to take to John and...
by Sandy Connolly | May 25, 2015 | Cyanotype
I have declared to myself that no matter what my children decide to do with their summer, I have my summer project all set to go: revisiting the photographic process of making cyanotypes. Why, in this age of digital photography, I would go back to such an archaic...
by Sandy Connolly | Apr 20, 2015 | Flowers
A miracle happened today: I actually raked out some of the beds in our yard today before it became an impossible task with all the plants coming in. This has never happened once in my life. I started out thinking I would take pictures of the beautiful bloodroot...
by Sandy Connolly | Mar 29, 2015 | Connolly Family, Dance
You might say I’m obsessed with this topic, but when you’re driving to the outer reaches of the planet to drop $100 on a pair of pink, satin shoes every three months, you start to get very interested in the process. All Abigail wanted for her birthday this...
