I have recently rediscovered an amazing photographer. Vivian Maier (1921 - 2009). Here she is:
And here is her art. A street photographer, she seems to have an uncanny ability to be in the moment with others and capture their souls. It's a form of perfection.
I was born on a bitterly cold end of January night in the year 1961. It was seven years to the day after the birth of Oprah Winfrey, and one year before the death of Robert Frost on that same day. Cool associations both.
I was the first child of older parents (my mother was 42). I love the color yellow. I am single, and fascinated with life.
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