once I booked a hotel room with a clawfoot tub the color of eggshells and a window with a fire escape and a view of the streets below be...

once I vowed to seek out slides, to go down as many as possible. I made it official, put it on a list. I told myself there were no good ...

once I sat on the concrete stoop of a friend's house in north portland. realized I'd seen more rainbows in the one year since we...

once after we'd spent all our money on admission to the tulip fields (and the gas it took to drive there), I made myself a small bou...

once we drove through downtown tucumcari, new mexico with the windows rolled down. slowed to a stop in the middle of an empty street, sa...

once on the way home from the grocery store, I walked past a yard overrun with dandelions. I was raised to see them as weeds, to yank the...

once I found a vintage dress for ava at the thrift store. bandana print fabric circa 1970-something and clearly hand sewn. the seams wer...

once I walked the extra blocks down alberta street to see the old building I loved so much. I knew it was just a matter of time before i...

once we stopped in chinatown on the way out of san francisco. took one last walk around before ending up at the playground, where we let...

once I watched the performance of a tiny dance that took place on a tiny 4x4 wooden stage located at the base of the portland aerial tra...

once while swimming at the ace hotel in palm springs, I saw a bronzed buttery man in a tiny speedo use his ipad as a tray in which to ca...

once we stopped for bones and I saw him with fresh eyes.

once I took the train south to california. one ticket, my first time on the coast starlight line. I wobbled through the moving train car...

once I traveled to the oregon coast to spend three days with twelve women, most of whom I did not know, had not met in real life before....

once I found myself in front of window full of lightbulbs in portland, oregon and wondered if maybe I'd missed my true life calling.

once we saw the world famous bushman in action, down at fisherman’s wharf in san francisco. there he was, hiding behind a trash can, sha...

once I stood beneath an explosion of cherry blossom trees at the university of washington. watched my kids climb up into clouds of paper...

once with our legs still dusty from the road, we pulled into new mexico's tinkertown, bought our tickets and marveled at the walls, ...

once we celebrated my birthday at the old oaks park roller rink in portland, oregon. that night, we witnessed a marriage proposal out in...

once I wanted to make a portrait of a woman I saw on the street whose eyebrows were, in a word, complicated. but when I asked for her pe...