I love telling stories. Stories about a walk in the woods. Stories about the extraordinary in our daily lives. Stories about the things going on in the neighborhood. Stories about families. Because in our memories, the grumpy boy, the tantrums at age four, the enthusiasm for soccer when they were three, the exhausting mornings, the dirty laundry -- we gloss it over. We forget. But when we see the images, we remember. Most often than not, those memories are not so bad because they helped us get to the place we are in right now.
Storytelling with images is what I do. Here are three stories.