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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 24, 2009

September 24 2009 day


Today
lazy day
wore my new shirt today
something about my new shirt
I'm a dork

new levels of dorkness achieved every day

September 23, 2009

September 23 2009 education


She read the story
instead of telling me one
and that was the success of the day

After so many days on the task
so many weeks
she read the story

September 22, 2009

September 22 2009 spoons


Tomorrow the artist is offering up his work to the god of sales
Let's hope all goes well

My contribution: Finding spoons.

September 21, 2009

September 21 2009 free


Today was the one day I spend finding
things for free across the country
to teach with
or to make stuff from
or to ease my life--like shelving--
it's my version of shopping.

I don't buy stuff.
I get everything I need via some other method.

Well

Sometimes I buy stuff.
Because sometimes

a) stuff isn't free
b) stuff is worth it. Like art.



Also, I hope my tomatoes don't freeze.

September 20, 2009

September 19, 2009

September 18, 2009

September 18 2009 scream


It's that day
that day where you don't want to tick me off
say
kick me out of my library room because you are twenty-five minutes late to an event you didn't post a reservation for on the door of said room
when I only ask for five more minutes
Not cool.

I'm likely to get myself my own personal post on
passiveaggressivenotes.com
of course
I'm going to call first, and talk to public relations

don't offer a public space that you remove from public access without notice
It's discourteous
and barging in because someone else made a mistake in my favor and expecting me to move
Not cool.