Sometimes I sleep, which is rare, but when I do, I wake up and all I can think is damn, I am so grateful for how exciting and adventurous my world has become.
Our photo compound/house/studio/yoga spot/traveler home/nerdy nest - has now turned into a temporary tattoo station late at night after the photoshoots are over. Our resident couch “roomie” Mike Beaton, the ridiculously talented nomadic artist, has transformed our living room into a temporary world of permanent pieces.
I’m getting one next. And, yes, I’ve been talked out of getting photo thug life on my ass.