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I developed an old roll of film. Earlier the film lounged in my car, day and night, for weeks. It wasn't worth developing because it was wrecked, I thought.

Here's the roll of film while I use this space as my personal therapist.

4th Graf Wall @ Sunset

The rest of the roll )
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Meghann and Grace and I rocked the house. If my hair had still been red, we would have made the best red-head trilogy ever. Instead what happened is that we drank white wine and fake Irish coffees.

This new invasive species could navigate through space

Lighting's pretty hideous but OH THE HECK WELL.

Redheads taking over the world


In other news, Boo is a pib.
In still other news, it's been snowing and raining here a lot. Or rather, it passes for "a lot" in these parts. I took a video of it snowing downtown and the funniest part is that you can barely see the flakes of snow. Carly stuck her tongue out. We were walking quickly because there was club soda waiting for us.



Left over from NYC Nick's going away- I'm having a hard time editing that video because I took an awful lot. I'm including this part, though, cos I think it shows just how much Lindsay HATES that I have a flip now. She thinks I'm going to use it for evil instead of good, which is probably true. (I love you Linds).

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Some day, I'm going to convince my dad that he will never actually rebuild this car and that it must be moved. Three cars in any back yard is both trashy and funny to me. I wish it were more like this today, blue and clear. Instead it's on the verge of snow just grey and nothing. And cold, too cold. I must go for a run but damnation, when it looks so grey, my body doesn't want it and my head doesn't either.

The 50 Ford that Won't Die

In other news, I went to Blackbird's holiday party. Carly rockstarred some candy canes out of thin air, a process that involves a lightbulb like this one.

Unrelated: this guy made a pinhole camera... out of his mouth. I wanna try it. I think that's rad.

How To Force An Idea

Wanna know how to make candy canes? Plus, ramble on social anxiety. )

Annie's prints came in the mail yesterday. Damn but that metallic paper looks so good on high key black and whites. There are plenty of situations where metallic doesn't cut it- this photo shoot wasn't one of them, however.

And speaking of pictures taken against my brick wall, here's one of Nik.

Who Isn't There

It's funny how the raw file isn't nearly so gloomy; I injected all that based on my own mental reflections. And they say photography is objective.

Nik's visiting from Seattle. Some people (read: Jaclyn) may remember him for dating Kendra for two weeks. He went on to get married and now he's going on to get divorced. I've been thinking about him the past few days, wondering about this divorce situation, wondering why people get married and how it only takes one person to fuck it up beyond all repair.

Anyway. We chilled yesterday, it was nice to talk again. He went with me to the camera store while I tried to determine what is wrong with my D80. We drank hot mochas and talked about the olden days when we both worked at Relay and were always getting into hijinks of one sort or another. It was good to get another friend back, and if I can find a cheap ticket I think I might go visit in Seattle- if only to see that NEATO public library they have.
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Potentially the most exciting thing in my world is, I have $11.54 in iTunes credit. What songs should I get??? Please help me as I'm musically challenged.

Carly and I went to Satellite the other day and we talked about businessy stuff and it was cool there. Some guy sitting in the chair next to us was giving us advice on our price list, just out of the blue.

Where the Cool Kids Sit


A squintilllllion more )
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What can I say? Usually my pictures, no matter what they're of, just don't look right to me unless I do some cross processing. I think I'm going to make a ring flash today from old cardboard and aluminum foil. Joy! It's getting cold here, which I'm against.

Smallest dreams are the better ones

Hallow
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Here's another picture of Carly- unusable as far as showing what I did with her makeup but otherwise I liked it. There was either a tow truck or a cop (I forget) right across the street, which is where the lighting came from.

The Orphanage


Carly took this. These parrots came from an old t-shirt of my dad's which finally died. Now they're on the back of a sweatshirt and Ima keep em forever. Today I think I wanna sew some things. And go take pictures at tattoo shops, which would be awesome.

My Awesome Jacket (not just for morning)

Click here if you'd like to see what I was for Halloween )
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I decided to get into doing people's makeup so I'm trying to make a portfolio. I don't claim to be all great or anything, but what the hell, right? Last night Carly let me practice on her. Afterwards I tried to take photos but night had fallen and flash is- uh- not my strong suite. But anyway, here is how that turned out.

Carly-Barbie


This isn't a real shot, I was just wondering why my flash wasn't totally synching. She, meanwhile, was telling me about a creepy Spanish movie called The Orphanage. Right here she was explaining the kid with the bag over his head. I get frightened so easily!

"And she had like five kids to take care of"

I'm pretty sure I have the prettiest friends of all time. Carly is not only thin and blonde but she takes better pictures than me. We were just playing last night but yet she got these shots that were off the wall badass. Sometimes I get jealous and feel unworthy around my friends because of how I can't compare to them in any way but hey, oh well. I'm just me and there's nothing I can do about it. May as well make the best of it, right? And be happy I get to know these cool gente.

Peril

Aug. 22nd, 2009 10:03 am
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Downtown pictures, hot day, midday, bad lighting, whatever. Here is an interesting plant I found downtown. Don't know what kind.

Christmas Baby



Carly painted this on the back door of 516 Arts. Check it out. If you block the back door, a T-Rex will eat you.

Block Door at Peril of T-REX



I am watching a show which must not be named and someone just died. LINDSAY! How could you let me watch a show where someone dies like this???? Here is a motorcycle, which has been brought to you by the number 12.

Moto12
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Still way behind on posting.... but here we go. Jaci n Rob, Carly, more gunses, and Uchenna.

Bam.



Two heads!



Las Pistolas



Uchenna


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