{my attempt to capture 52 photos that represent trust – my word for 2011}.

if you had seen atlas on that bridge – belly low to the ground, unhappy face, movement slow, staring through the slats at the water below every few steps, you would know why this photo reminds me of trust. (or perhaps it should be the lack thereof.)

it seems most everywhere is warmer than here

(unless you live in the southern hemisphere, i imagine)

so i am sending you a breath of cool air

(or warm air, as the case may be)

if atlas could give me one piece of (photographic) advice, this would be it.

if you're going to take a picture, just take it and be quick about it. if it works out, then it works out. don't try to make me do something for a picture. i'm a dog. i don't pose.

not that i am always very good at listening, of course.

here, we were at bonneville dam. i was hiding inside one of those little stone towers with gun holes. atlas jumped up to find me and he looked so cute peeking at me that i decided i needed a picture. look how well that worked out.

(you know what i really want to do someday? i want to do a not-a-william-wegman photo shoot – one where i have to dress up in ridiculous costumes and atlas just gets to be himself. it feels like appropriate restitution.)