Since I have difficulties juggling two kids, multiple personalities and a clunky EOS Rebel, I begged Damon to trade me his teensy Elph for my monstrous camera baggage. “Do it for the kids?” I urged, to his chagrin, but he caved and I love him for it.
Here is it’s new sleeve, lovingly (albeit hastily–c’mon, this is just after Girl’s Nite Out) stitched by hand from leftover sake monkey’s tie fabric when I should be sleeping. But it’s protected now:
Plein air paintings, studio art and lessons