/  by Jessica Peterson


She escapes to the yard to vent her frustrations.



Um... I wanted this to be a lot cooler than it turned out.  I am in the process of experimentation which gives room for error.  

BLUE /  by Jessica Peterson


It's a Joni Mitchell day.  Snowy nights and cloudy afternoons call for Joni's Blue album.  
The yard had some new blossoms this morning.  Sometimes if you look close enough at things they become a bit more magnificent.  Lunch with mom, she ate coconut korma I had tikka masala, we talked.  I usually talk a lot with her because she can be quiet, I feel bad because I go on and on as if she had slipped me speed, but most times I am with people who do all the talking and I listen, it's nice to talk sometimes.  Mom will listen for a while but she knows when my words are just words and will switch the internal channel to a worry or a rerun of the last Fox News rant.  I love her. 




Locked myself out of the house.
Drove to Natalie's work to grab her keys.
Camera was conveniently in the passenger seat.
Stuck in traffic: this was me making lemonade out of lemons.





C's words /  by Jessica Peterson

My great friend Claire was kind enough to write an artist statement for me a while back.  I liked it a lot so I am sharing it with you.... although she makes me sound much cooler than I will ever be.
Thanks C for being so wonderfully special and supportive.  You are nothing but beautiful, creative, passionate, intelligent and thoughtful.  I ruv you.

Here it is......


Some people, when excited, wave their arms and waggle their fingers and other necessary extremities to articulate and punctuate their sentences.  Some people when joyful, dance jigs and click their heels together three times.  Some people, when distraught, lye on the floor for a time, moan un-earthly sounding moans, and later start successful careers in pop music.  Jessica, can, will, and does blink once and the sum of all sentiments, opinions and truth of living in this green world is gathered in photo form.

Jessica and her camera get along quite well.  They hold hands and skip through existence responding and reacting to the beauty and life that surrounds.  Jessica and her camera build forts under tables with blankets, make up secret passwords (using Latin and actual Latin), and tip toe softly yo be the first to see Christmas morning.  Jessica and her camera will spill enormous vats of golden light onto the audience that digest the creative nuance and dynamics that populate this artwork.

Jessica swam through blood, sweat and tears and blissfully earned her BFA in Photography from Art Center in Pasadena CA in 2006.  She began working independently as a freelance photographer as well being an editor and in house photographer for a production company.

KAKE. /  by Jessica Peterson

My stepmom sent me an email with a link to this website


I don't know why but I find these sort of things so funny.  I could watch stand up comedy for an hour and only chuckle a few times but show me natural human error and I will be rolling on the ground with tears in my eyes from laughing so hard. 
This blog is a collection of images sent from all around of poorly designed cakes, misspelled words (I should talk..) and sometimes monstrous, grotesque messes.  I was entertained for a while.  Thanks Sheila for the lead.

Easter cakes


This one makes me sad






This one kinda works because Shrek is supposed to be frumpy



I thought of Jordan, Jon and Casey when I saw this.



Two in One! Yummy


/  by Jessica Peterson


I have been spending a little time with this great girl who is super energetic and passionate about photography and learning more about it.  I have been sharing with her a little of the little I know and it has been a lot of fun.  I have been giving her assignments to help aid the creativity process.  Yesterday I gave her the assignment to carry her camera with her for a full day.  She was to photograph everything and anything, no censorship, no rules, just photograph her world, what inspires her and what she sees.  

I felt like doing the same.




These happened when I did the dishes and fed Max


Outside my kitchen window I have been able to watch the seasons change.  There is one plant in particular that I love, the buds start at white, turn yellow then green... the yellow is my favorite.


Carrots.  Beautiful things. 

They began having personalities of their own.

Night crawler



Dying 


Cuddle 

Left out

he he.


/  by Jessica Peterson

I had lunch with sarah and Brea today, we were talking about where we were at this time last year.  I really had a good year full of all kinds of good times.




There is max as a puppy


Last years b-day (sorry 25, you didn't make the "good times" cut, bronchitis and tears just didn't do it for me)  we had a mustache party which was one of my favorite nights.



Frequent road trips to LA 

Random parties and Tracy
My old job was a great blessing for me.  I was able to learn a lot, met some great people and had some amazing times.  Moab shoot.






Hawaii shoot with RB, (thanks to rancid navaho taco's I was  able to slim down before the trip... only kidding, it was horrible)

Dog or Fish /  by Jessica Peterson





Max points



The sun came out again, Max and I went to Vivian park so Max could go swimming.  He was a happy dog. 

I keep getting sick, I think I need to fire my immune system, it's not doing a good job and I am tired of it.  


/  by Jessica Peterson


Tonight wasn't my favorite.  In fact I could have done without (except watching Claire dance). 
I am home about to go to bed and I feel unfulfilled, restless and empty...
I guess this is why I am posting these images.  

The images of the rays below is absolutely amazing, what I would give to have been there.  I really need to travel more, let's all go.

I don't know the name of the awesome chalk guy but I have always loved this guys creativity and talent.





A bit of humor to soften some of the lame moments in life...





Well, I don't feel any better.  I think the next option is to sleep.  Someone come entertain me before I do that.