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.

May 2, 2009

May 2 2009 Me and My Barking Dogs

Last night we pushed hands all around, and even the non-practitioners were invited to the party. I pushed with one kid who studied mixed martial arts, not tai chi specifically, and learned a lot, including the lesson that a half-hour of defending against hard and forceful pushing is really brutal on my prefered tai-chi footwear. Band-aid on my heel, toes bashed and bruised, I warm them tonight at the stove in the dining hall after everyone else has gone home. 

Portrait setting, with flash.

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