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.

February 16, 2009

February 16 2009 A Writer Writes

This writer writes. This writer writes a lot. This writer writes a lot of nonsense. This writer writes in awkward positions to see what has been written and what will be written. This writer is inconstant. Yet, this writer writes. I write for pleasure, I write for pay. The writing conference is on the horizon. I will listen to the writer. I will teach and listen to young writers. I will talk about writing.

Dumb battery problem still, resulting in choice for flashless, but the complement of yellow to white from one writing surface to another is a good end product. Yes, I do write this way. Not always, but many days. Composition is so much easier when you stand back.

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