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 27, 2009

January 27 2009 The Invasion of the Tetrahedron

Day three of spacial reasoning practice included getting toothpicks to stick together with clay. That can only be done after she learned how to roll balls, which is apparently not a natural thing. Take up space. Build something. Experiment. Practice. Try again. (I really had to fight the urge to start constructing bridges and other architectural phenomena.) (Also, the boy's creation is named "Spikey")

Macro and flashless, I took the angle of being able to walk through the project. It's like a construction site, stuff going up here, nearly finished stuff there, watch out for the dust and dirt piles on the smooth, white concrete finish. Wood and clay, life-sized, dim, because a construction site is only sun-lit when it's open air, at least until the electrical is run.

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