I know this treatment is overdone but Sophie and I were playing around on my new computer the other day, and this was the result. More so than the overall result, though, I love her pose, her look (she was tired of me taking pictures of her with my computer). But she’s so relaxed in the picture, with her white tank top, her cheek smashed into her hand, her fingers spread, the faraway look in her eyes. What is she thinking about? Dreaming about? Wondering about? (Probably, When is mom going to stop taking pictures of me so I can go play.) Still …
“Sometimes the little times you don’t think are anything while they’re happening turn out to be what marks a whole period of your life.” —Andy Warhol