Following the third year of a holiday letter comprised
of my (increasingly complex) life via a (increasingly complex) year-in-photographs, I
wondered what it would be like to join the great experiment of 365 days of photographs.
I'm not a photographer,
I'm a writer. I'm a visual thinker, and if ever there was proof that a photo is worth a
thousand words, it would be the story a photo tells me, or in this case, about me.
Follow me on this adventure, where I
learn about photography, my ability to record my life, my dedication to something (I've
never been known for doing anything everyday) in my posts. I've also discovered I'm
learning about time, the history of it, and the odd practice of recording it, measuring it,
turning it into something tangible, and I'll record these explorations in the sidebar.
As always, feel free
to say anything. My experiment is not a spectator sport.

January 26, 2009

January 26 2009 The Calendar Project Part One

I use daily what's called an "engagement calendar" (the husband: "you haven't moved on to marriage calendars yet?") and they're remarkably rare, so I thought I'd make myself one this year. This the stack I will scan my photos from. There's Michelangelo on the bottom, Picasso, Norman Rockwell, Great Artists, Leonardo DaVinci, Monet, Lang Johnston, Dali, and two National Museum of American Art. And a kid's book because this stack is irresistible by even the littlest in the house. And some of the husband's notes, because the stack is conveniently located for stacking upon.

I took this shot not of the binding side of books, as they're often photographed, and not of the top, and not of them open. I chose this page side, the cut paper side, the parallel, least "informative" side. I let the flash add some tacky brightness to them. They're books, old, aged, smelly, awkward, and still perfect. There were "prettier" photos in this set, but I liked the mood of this one. They're art books. They're manufactured, reproductions, mass marketed. They're not the art themselves. They're thoughts of art.

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