leaving_and_waving raze for the better part of three decades, deanna dikeman took a picture of her parents as she drove away from their burgundy bungalow. what began as a random impulse became a ritual. like most rituals, it accrued more meaning with the passage of time, until raising the camera in the act of leaving was as natural and necessary as breathing. you can see the entire series here: https://deannadikeman.com/leaving-and-waving i didn't expect ninety-one photographs of a few people parting to hit me so hard. but there's a whole world of love and loss between the unwritten lines. these are the bookends of our lives reduced to a few soft syllables. hello. goodbye. 260807 what's it to you? who go blather from