“This Is Why We Are Late” is a project born of frustration. Getting from point A to point B with kids can seem like a Herculean task, even if point A is literally 20 feet from your front door. As the mother of two small children, I’ve resigned myself to being late to school, to parties, to work, to everything. Anyone with a child knows how difficult transitions can be on a daily basis.
On Valentine’s Day in 2015, I could not convince my daughter to go inside her school. She plopped herself down on the steps in front of the door and refused to move because her hands were cold. I was about to explain the logic of going inside to warm up, but decided to take a photo instead.
I realized that these ephemeral moments are what shape the memories of the long days, and short years of childhood. I also recognized that these snapshots were revealing my attitude and mood toward my kids and my life at that moment. When I was frustrated and in a hurry, the kids would reflect that back on me. When I was at peace with my work and my life, they would pause to find beautiful distractions instead of throwing tantrums. These suspended, static moments in the midst of the ebb and flow of the day show how closely family members are connected, and how the at-times insular realm of the family unit can have a subtle yet acute effect on the outside world.
Even though I am a professional photographer, there are times when I relish the freedom of not carrying my heavy DSLR. Walking with the kids is one of those times, so for this project I turned to my ever-present phone with its idiosyncratic photography apps. These effects and filters seem to fit naturally with the atmosphere of spending time with children: unpredictable, surprising and sometimes, otherworldly. The photos in this series are all taken with my phone. The project started a little over a year ago and the photos do not appear in chronological order.
Rose found an enormous palm frond in the alley near our house. She then paraded us across 290 to a tune that was slightly derivative of Uptown Funk. December 2017.
Luka got his head stuck in the Barbie RV. August 2017.
"I'm scared, Mama! I'm going to close my eyes." A foggy November morning unnerves my Luka. November 2016.
Rose on the steps of her school refusing to go inside because her hands are cold. February 2015.
Rose hopping toward her boot after falling off her scooter. Her shoes are a size too big and repeatedly flew off while she was scooting to school. April 2016.
Rose dances with an umbrella she found at the park. March 2016.
Rose runs through the yard in her pajamas as we try to hurry to the conservatory before it closes. New Year's Day 2016.
Luka plays "Hide and Seek" in the couch. October 2016.
Rose can't stop, won't stop reading. Walking becomes nearly impossible as she tries to read. So I sit and wait until she has finished her page. June 2017.
"Just one more page, Mama." Rosie and Luka reading on the couch. August 2017.
Rosie wiped out on the way back to the house in Croatia. July 2016.
Umbrella Races. April 2016.
After ice skating lessons Luka decided to play hide-and-seek in the lockers. But he didn't tell anyone he was playing so we just heard him laughing. We opened up the door and he popped out. October 2017.
Rosie and Luka fighting on the floor. March 2016.
Rosie exploring divets in the sidewalk on the way to school. October 2016.
Rosie blows dandelion fluff because the fairies use them like umbrella or parachutes. May 2015.
Jet-lagged toddler can't wake up enough to leave the house. July 2016.
Rose trying to read the comics while slowly descending our stairs. April 2016.
Rose and Luka felt that blankets were more practical and useful than a coat in December. They tripped, fell, got tangled up and refused to concede the point. Eventually we made it out of the house, but we had to run to drop off. December 2016.
Luka protesting the need to go to the bathroom before leaving the house. Good thing I voted early. November 2016.
"I'm flying, Mama." Rose laying on the grass on the way back from school. May 2015.
Luka insists he is big enough to ride without help. He gets stuck often. April 2016.
Rose having a sidewalk snack. March 2015.
Rose in her favorite place to wait while I get Luka in his carseat. February 2016.
Luka fell in the garage while running to get his bike. Or, maybe he was transported to CBGB? May 2016.
Rose rubbing her eyes after a bad night of sleep. She almost forgot her book for school. March 2016.
Rose and Luka wrestling before heading to the White Sox game. We missed the first pitch. June 2015.
Rose and Luka wrestling before heading to the White Sox game. We missed the first pitch. June 2015.
During our obviously vital grocery run, Rosie fell asleep in the cart. June 2017.
Luka stares at his seemingly insurmountable task. July 2015.
Rose refuses to get off the floor after I told her it was a school day. Alternately, she is doing her best impression of the "Lodger" album cover. February 2016.
Luka crying in the corner because he couldn't find his favorite toy, a small metal school bus. March 2016.
"I'm trying to be a flower, Mama." Rose acting otherworldly under a forsythia tree. April 2015.
"I don't like snow pants. I don't want to be bunchy. And you know what, Mama? I don't even like Christmas!" December 2016.
Rose lying on the parking pad after falling. She had been "ice skating" before she fell. March 2016.