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.

April 26, 2009

April 26 2009 Cheating

No photo yesterday; Day 113 is my first missed day of the year. However, I can cheat for consistency's sake and date this yesterday and show you a photo and call it a photo for the day.

This is where we played frisbee. I suck, he sucked, so it was good for some laughs. The dirt is soft and there's a goodly number of things to trip on, so it was also good for some slapstick comedy. We played again today.

Walking while taking photos is not the most convenient of scenarios. Also, the dust of the desert is not friendly to my auto-lens-retracting-covering feature. Not so cool. 

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