I guess I update every year.  So much can come from a year.  It seems liek nothing looking back but the reality is that so much can change.  Life changes, people change, feelings change.  The way the light hits a certain spot changes. It doesn't matter.  We all grow old one way or another.  I don't feel any older yet I know I am.  Somewhere deep inside I feel in in my being.  I am no longer the person I was once. It's that feeling of temporary that makes me capture images.  If only to capture that fleeting moment.  To touch it once again.  To feel it there.  Yet I know no image can capture a memory.  It is almost a spark.  An ignition to remind you of what once was.  Memories even though they don't always present themselves so clearly are all I have. I hear alot to not look towards the past.  Yet, it is all that I am.  All that has made me who I am today. If I were to deny my past I would deny myself.  I would deny my very essence of what has gotten me to this point.  So I honor that past with my photographs.  Glimpses of moments I lived.  One day they may serve my child to see who I was.  She may understand her mother in a different way.  I leave that for her.  That small part.  Just a bunch of photographs.  Maybe she can make some sense out of it all.