January 2010
13 posts
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I want to take a picture of every day until the day that I die. It is a privilege to get to live and it will help me remember.
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John Baldessari
EVERYTHING IS PURGED FROM THIS PAINTING BUT ART, NO IDEAS HAVE ENTERED THIS WORK.
1966-1968
You're only as hip as your bookshelf.
That’s not true at all. No one sees your bookshelf, so you can rest assured that your copy of Blue Like Jazz isn’t being judged by anyone. Heyo. Sorry, Don. Kind of. No but really you’re great. I think. I don’t know we’ve never met. I’m sure you’re great.
Semi-seriously, I know it’s kind of pretentious to make a list of stuff I’m reading and...
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I’d stop posting these, but I’m not going to.
I came out of the womb like this: Hello!
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Golden Gardens
Seattle, WA
Beginnings & Endings &
(Photograph by Paul Octavious)
When January comes, my emotions swing on a pendulum. One side of me, my logical/rational (and often more cynical) side says Happy Birthday Gregorian Calendar! It feels like nothing special; it’s just another day in the system we’ve created. Resolutions go as rapidly as they came, and those desires of change quickly turn to guilt of failed ambition....
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I’ve concluded that I would totally gay marry Cameron. I’m straight
ladies
but I would totally gay marry Cameron.
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Adopt me, Dunphy family! (Sorry dad. No offense. Longbrakes forever! Until I get adopted. By the Dunphys.)
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After months of accumulating equipment from Craigslist, friends, and stores, my darkroom is at last fully functional. I haven’t processed and printed in over 3 years, so I’ve had to do a lot of reading and experimenting to get comfortable with the process again. It’s all been worth it, in my opinion. Doing this kind of work makes me really happy. I need that.
Diamond let me...
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Did you look at the itinerary? I stapled it to the inside of your jacket.