Kitty Cat Diary 2013

Kitty Cat Diary | 貓咪日記

The Kitty Cat Diary is a photo diary of my adorkable wife. It's what happens when a photographer marries a woman who doesn't mind having a camera pointed at her during everyday life. Since these are spur-of-the-moment snapshots, it's best to enjoy them simply as casual fun instead of serious photography (you can find more serious photography in other areas of the site). All entries in this section were shot with the Canon5D Mark III (from April of 2012 and on) and Canon1D Mark II (from May of 2004 to March of 2012), unless specified otherwise (other cameras used include the Panasonic Lumix LX5, Fujifilm F30 and F10, Olympus C3030Z, and iPhone 4).

So why Kitty Cat? Because my nicknames for her all revolve around the theme of a cat. If you want to get to know her better, her bio is the best place to start. If you just want to see The Best of Kitty Cat Diary, you could, but the "Best of" version only contains photos and does not have any text entries.

(Update: July 24, 2015) Here's the latest batch of Kitty Cat Diary updates. I'm still playing catch up and it's going to be a while before I can fully catch up to 2015, since I take far more photos than I have time to process, and I'm spending most of my free time working on my novels. For me, the Kitty Cat Diary has always been a fun and relaxing endeavor, and when I get stressed out, it really helps put me in a better mood. There's just something very theraputic about grabbing a camera and capturing the person you love the most in the world, while combining that with creativity and aesthetic sensibility.

Often, while brushing our teeth before going to sleep, I catch Kitty Cat playing with her hair in front of the bathroom mirror, trying to figure out new styles to try. Sometimes I say to her, "You know I can do realistic looking mockups in Photoshop to show you how you'd look with any hairstyle you want, right?" But I think it's more fun to for her to play with her hair than watching me work in Photoshop.

Kitty Cat asked me how her soft tummy looked for someone her age (she was 42 in 2013). Common wisdom says that when a man is asked such questions by a woman, he must tell her what she wants to hear if he wants to keep the peace. I think that only applies to people who don't believe that love and truth can coexist. Neither of us are the fitness type (obviously), and I don't feel that a woman must have sculpted rock-hard abs forged in the fire of workout routines in order to look beautiful. Sometimes a certain level of softness is actually a good thing.