Monica Lopossay, in early morning fog, while arriving at the Eddie Adams Workshop Barn in Jeffersonville, NY, for the Black Team pre-workshop clean up.

For all you newcomers to the professional photo biz, The Eddie Adams Workshop is now accepting applications. May 28th is the application deadline.

Stay posted for more images from my time as a student and as a Black Team member.

(October 24, 2007) After we finished eating brunch at J. Christopher’s, I left for Baltimore. Grandmommy learned the virtue of not snapping into “pose mode” when I tried making a picture of her. Mom, cried. I knew she would. The day fit the mood. Georgia was going through a horrible drought, so the drizzle was necessary, but it made for an even sadder day. Despite all my car drama, it was a great visit. I’m, writing this caption six months later and I’m wondering when I’m gonna get back home. I should call more. And even though those two women drive me crazy, they raised me. They made me me. I miss ‘em.

Jess is 27 today. Happy birthday gorgeous!

Jess. eating a snowball. making her cold. Monday, August 24, 2009.

Jess by a sunset in the kitchen at the Remington House.

Jess’s huge immediate family celebrate birthdays in chunks. I’m an August birthday, and so are several other family members.

Here are some shots from the day.

Jess bought party hats.

Did I mention it was a pool party?

Everyone loves John, but poor fella, whenever he comes to a gathering without Milo, he’s met with disappointment.

Doesn’t Lauren know the more she fights it, the more I’m gonna take pictures of her?

Mom’s sad I’m leaving.

Grandmommy bought lotto cards for us to scratch off before I left Atlanta Friday, December 11, 2009.

Hartsfield Airport in Atlanta Friday, December 11, 2009.

Grandmommy’s getting out of the van to give me a hug before getting on my flight.

Mom and Me. Grandmommy shot this.

More tears from Mom.

It was great seeing them.

This post is all about……Mom and Grandmommy.

where mom lives.

I’m allergic to cats…

but Mom has one anyway.

This is Tinkerbell

I get food on my shirt, too. the apple doesn’t fall too far…

Grandmommy’s famous lemon meringue pie.

We had pizza and pie …

and really good guacamole.

Mom stole my camera.

Grandmommy, walking to the van. We’re got Chinese food that night.

Mom Drove.