the way it is...

Thursday, August 23, 2007

Sunday, August 19, 2007

a room

this room is this bedroom two years later. muhamid ali and michael jordan are now hanging on the wall, along with the outkast poster.
snoop dog with his dogs, and the wwe day of reckoning2 poster are new arrivals. the nike's are worn out. i do not know where the easter dog resides, nor it's owner. but this is now the room where his newly born baby sleeps, occasionally, in a bed butted next to my sister, her grandma.

where generations meet

Saturday, August 4, 2007

a crescent moon

there is something to be
said about sunlight
on a laundry cart

it's shadow on a pink
wall aside a painting
resting in the wings

amidst the dust and fur
the tennis ball resembles
a crescent moon.

the sun
minutes later

about Wendaferd

I was born to a carpenter and an artist/activist/homemaker in Indiana, right smack-dab in the middle of the middle class and white America. I am number 7 of 8. On a really good day my mother called me Wendaferd. I am an artist and the founder of SUGAR. My photographs explain what I am thinking. The image becomes a drawing of my conclusions. Within the captured moment lie my notions and opinions about the world I live. Cropping happens in the lens, eliminating unnecessary words, while enriching others that remain within the frame. I trust my instincts and intuitions as if they were logic. Gwendolyn Charlene Skaggs

days gone by

Elephant Ears

By Gwendolyn Skaggs