Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Small Big Moments



The first time I taught my little brother how to tie a tie was in the parking lot of a church shelter, reflected in the window of a parked car, with a tie he'd found in the piles of donated clothing littered about the lot.

11 comments:

verity said...

his rite of passage in a whole new world. sobering yet touching. thank you for sharing that.

...e... said...

clayton, honey, let me tell you one thing. your mamma's miracle isn't any of this stuff. your mamma's miracle is you. and your little bro someday too, no doubt about that, but right now, look at you. just ask her, i know what i'm talking about here.

Leslie said...

A beautiful picture of you and your brother. Thank you.

mercury said...

Ahhh...those short moments in life that turn a boy into a man. You seem to be a great father figure to little bro.

Foose said...

That picture is price less, it is the small moments in life that mean the most. You and your family have entered a new world, with a new view on life. I hope you and your family, get to share many more of the small moments, with one another.

Anonymous said...

HA! over, over, under, and through! You guys rock!

Love to you, your family, and your people!

C.C. Chapman said...

Such a powerfully simple and moving image.

adam said...

beautiful photograph.

Luca Conti said...

Really a great blog. Congrats from Italy ;)

Lucanos said...

Mate,

I have three younger brothers, who are essentially adopted sons (divorced parents, etc.), so just reading this simple and short entry and seeing the photo really touched a nerve for me.

I have to be honest - I was close to being choked up, by this entry, by your entry about The Surreal Life : East Of Eden, about the stuff you have been thrown into and the depth of understanding and connection to anyone and everyone you have taken away from it all.

It's been said before, but I'll say it again:
You are a great man, a strong leader, a tender brother and a powerful artist. And that is just what I have picked up after reading your blog for less than 24hrs.

Thank you for sharing your experiences with myself, and other members of this community. It makes me, for one, realise how lucky I am having what I do, and how lucky we, as a planet, are to have people who are open and caring enough to be so willing to be involved in the lives of others (as seems to be the case in Katrina's wake).

enigma4ever said...

I love what you have written and shown to us. please email me I would love to buy some Katrina prints, esp. if it would help you and your family. You are gifted and have created a wonderful memoir here- please share it. Write to Truthout.org and show them your site. I will be telling people about it on my blog....wish you well...and prayers &peace.