Thursday, May 26, 2011

eye

eye by ellajohn
eye, a photo by ellajohn on Flickr.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

I'm thinking about getting into the picture.

Untitled by ellajohn
Untitled, a photo by ellajohn on Flickr.

Well, maybe dashing through the edges. I started this workshop yesterday with Vivienne McMaster and a group of other women from all around the world.

Monday, May 23, 2011

thirteen hundred years of marriage

Apparently the thirteenth anniversary is the laundry anniversary. Also the Doctor Who anniversary.

I love you John.

Saturday, May 21, 2011

made

made by ellajohn
made, a photo by ellajohn on Flickr.

Monday, May 16, 2011

bitter

I feel like I put some sort of bitter pill in my mouth just after the holidays, and I still haven't spit it out yet. What am I waiting for?

john draws :: spaceship triptych

This little guy has a lot going on. It seems as though he's burst into 'his own" in the past two or three months.

Friday, May 13, 2011

ella miranda

ella miranda by ellajohn
ella miranda, a photo by ellajohn on Flickr.

We went down to the park by the river between thunderstorms tonight, and I brought my camera along.

john

john by ellajohn
john, a photo by ellajohn on Flickr.

i sing

i sing by ellajohn
i sing, a photo by ellajohn on Flickr.

twirl

twirl by ellajohn
twirl, a photo by ellajohn on Flickr.

Sunday, May 08, 2011

Friday, May 06, 2011

apple eater

apple eater by ellajohn
apple eater, a photo by ellajohn on Flickr.

This scruffy little faerie was under the tree eating her apple.

tuning in to the universe

tuning in by ellajohn
tuning in, a photo by ellajohn on Flickr.

Ella did a hoop dancing workshop after school today.

Monday, May 02, 2011

me

me by ellajohn
me, a photo by ellajohn on Flickr.

j

j by ellajohn
j, a photo by ellajohn on Flickr.

He's home from school a little bit covered in blue marker.

Sunday, May 01, 2011

red room author's tea

red room author's tea by ellajohn
red room author's tea, a photo by ellajohn on Flickr.

A few of you have asked about the story that John wrote for his author's tea event.

The Trap of Trap Doors


The chair was in mid-air.

Actually, someone that is invisible is lifting it up.
Someone else put a net under the chair so the person was trapped.

He pushed out from under the net with the chair.

Then he fell in a trap door.

The trap door led to the middle of nowhere.

Then he saw a ship and it dropped wood on him.

He pushed out of the wood, and then he ran to a door and fell down.

A horse ran right over him.

Then he went home and had some cake.