How It's Been

Clothes thrown in squeezed-shut suitcases stuffing confined space that includes camera gear, laptops, external hard drives, blankies, pillows, hats, bags, bodies strapped in remembering to breathe.

I have to remember to breathe. It's been six, count them, six days since we've left Texas and Hurricane Lola's sucked us into the vortex of traveling chaos. Dropped for brief respites only to be vacuumed up again.

We called a halt today, needed to stop and breathe. Needed to write something, look at the footage, listen to the singer/songwriter remind me that I'm not looking for people in America, I'm looking for God.

I watched what I saw through my moving lens - rivers lapping bridges and walls, open and city roads, music and dialogue.

We've decided to share how our lives have changed since our last 'outing' in June 2007 - two years. So much to tell and we're taking all the time in the world to talk, photograph, and film how we're looking for God in America.