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.

September 7, 2009

September 07 2009 undone

everything in my life is in flux
in between later and now is a pile that needs to be done and by the time I get there
by that time there will be another pile because all they do is shift
shape shift
category shift
purpose shift

it's not that there's a lot around that I don't need
it's that there's not enough around of what I do need
and to construct what I need takes time
and my time is perpetually split

so all I can accomplish is moving stuff from one pile into another with some things
out and placed where they belong

...and that's just my novel.

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