Summer to Fall in Montana...

shovel
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cooper.sky

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backyard.bowl

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cooper.trees

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mushrooms
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secret.walkway

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branch.fort
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first.snowfall

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snow.berries
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Montana

I went for a day trip out to Chico Hot Springs this last weekend. It was gorgeous, and you could feel that it was one of the last summer nights. I stopped outside this little bar and took some pictures of the locals and had a 7-up. (I had a long drive home) Here are some of my pictures.

the.chief

by: clare parsons

slightly.amused

by: clare parsons

true.montanan

by: clare parsons

Vintage

here are some vintage photos i've been working on!

Raw Food and Photography

I thought I'd give my Mom a shout out. She has her own blog, which is wildly successful at

Raw Food Blog!

She's so incredible! Since I was running down memory lane last night, and I woke up just feeling ridiculously refreshed today, I couldn't help but want to post this immediately. To anyone that thinks that raw food is all crappy hippy food, think again.

I am a full blown carnivore, and her raw chocolates and kale chips are two of my favorite things to eat! Cheers!

I'm making more lumen prints today. The first batch turned out....meh... but now I have a feel for what I'm doing.

Did you know that fruit has a chemical reaction with photo paper? So do leaves and metal and feathers... SOOOOOOO weird.

Memories as Art

somehow i would like to capture photos of the memories i have bottled in my head...

just as i was headed to sleepy time tonight i was flooded with memories of my childhood. my toes curled through our old crocheted blanket, the smell of my mom's noxema, the sand in between the sheets on the bunk beds in our cousin's house... my sister.

above all my sister.

how do you recreate one of those, made entirely out of photos.