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 8, 2009

September 8 2009 friends

It's a relationship that includes a fair amount of exchange
like zippers and a car seat and a repaired sweater
for a broken lamp that works and some fresh eggs and one of the twins to hold
or lessons for lessons, which isn't as equal as it sounds but we make it work
or coffee for company
which is how most relationships seem to go
coffee for company
but I like a piece of the London bridge in exchange for being on call to help, as much as I can be anyway.
It seems to work out in both our favors to give as well as recieve.

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