
Mark took a few photos of me today for a project he's doing. I was very self conscious the whole time, and his photographer-model relationship with his subject (me) didn't help any. I fully understand and respect his process, but I don't do well being in front of a camera. If I was the kind of person that blushes, I would have looked like a beet in the photos. It was nice hanging out with him and Gordon, though. And Lacey, too. Can't forget Lacey.
As I was walking out of his place I noticed this...

I have seen this shape about a million times on Marks blog (i, ii, iii, iv, v, vi) and I've always wondered where he was shooting all of those photos. For some reason I never recognized the surroundings in those pictures and figured out on my own that it was just his backyard. I now realize that.
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