Committing to a year-long photo project is something I've avoided like the plague. For one thing, I'm just not really a turn-over-a-new-leaf-just-because-it's-January, make-lofty-annual-resolutions type of gal. For another, photography is my outlet, my refuge from stress, so I try not to put too much pressure on myself about it. However, at the end of last year, I found myself yet again overwhelmed by the responsibility of catching up on our annual family albums. It's paralyzing, the thought of creating layouts and books and annotations for hundreds of images, multiplied by the four years I am behind, in a way that artfully and effectively conveys the essence of our family life. It's daunting and scary--I constantly worry that my children will grow up to never know of all these time-capsuled image stories I made for them because they only live on a hard drive (will they even still have those ten years from now?). Every January my hope renews that I might get caught up, and every November or so the depressing realization sinks in that, yet again, I won't get out from under the backlog. I even took a class on making albums, and I *still* can't get my act together.

  I want to lay the framework for a manageable way to make that time capsule this year. I don't want to cry over this at the end of December (yup, totally done that). And so my first-ever 52 week project is born: Saturdays. One image for every Saturday. That day that sometimes drags on forever yet disappears before you have a chance to shower. The one where you have to delicately balance catching up around the house and catching up with each other, and many times you just fail at both. They are often the most stressful day of the week, but also my favorite. It's not easy to sum a Saturday up in a single frame, but I'm going to try.


Here's to new beginnings. Happy 2014!