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.

July 9, 2009

July 9 2009 Writing myself into a hole

I know you can't tell that I predicted "hole" as my mad lib for the day, and I know that you haven't been able to enjoy my Mad Lib month as much as I have for the past month, but if you read in my sidebar there, you'll see that I've been out of cellular range with no internet for a week, so all my photos are scattered in different cameras and all my writing is in my journal. Last night I was not about to try and explain myself like I have been able to today, so I just added another entry on some notebook paper, as my journal hadn't been unloaded yet. I'll get to transcribing all my entries and getting all my photo collected and the days between the first and today will be filled in one by one, and possibly not in order, which takes some of the fun of the mad-lib out for you, but know that I have thoroughly enjoyed this. I usually write late at night and can't seem to remember what that word was the next day until I sit down and write again, which makes me think of an entire day and all the photos I took and decide how some random word fits for a title. In any case and in all cases, the next 20 days should be fun to write about as much as these past 10 have (the first was not a mad-lib day, just the intro to the game).

Writing on paper has been an interesting experience because there is no editing like there is here electronically. I can scratch and write, but mostly it is completely freewriting. I have yet to decide if the task before me will be merely transcription of what I wrote or if I will edit everything to be more like I usually write. I hope to have these missing days posted in the next week, and I am slightly daunted by this task.

Portrait setting with no flash or zoom.

Tomorrow's word: Slime.

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