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Seattle saw my last Polaroids. I had 30 shots of expired film to describe my experience there.

Skeletor Rides

Would you like to see my insta-picture success and failure? )
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I went to Lindsay's for the New Year, and so did Boo. Lindsay is a really good cook. I ate THREE WHOLE MEALS IN A ROW while at her house- lunch, dinner, then breakfast.

My parents call Lindsay "Linseed" sometimes. Other times she's "Leaping Lindsay". My New Year's was the best one ever, even if it was a struggle for some of us *cough* to stay up until midnight.

Linseed Oil

Nik's gone back to Seattle. I realized that a lot of people live in the greater Seattle area these days- a photography couple I used to know, the female half of which is a heart surgeon, John B., Nicole from days of eald, and Nik (obviously). It was great to have him visit, we get along so well. He's thinking of taking up photography.


The more I look at pictures of places like the main library in Seattle, which has an entire room devoted to the color red just like a Matisse painting, the more I feel like I've got to visit. Maybe it goes back to some conversations Rob and I have been having about needing a locality infusion. We've both been here for years and years. I love my city, don't get it twisted, but there's only so many times you can take a picture of cow sculls glued onto hot rods before you'd like to see something new for a minute. There's only so many times you can run down the same ditch bank you've run along for years before you'd like to try running by some different trees, different dogs, different power lines, different noises, different bugs.

My mother insisted on making some beer margaritas last night. We went out for maybe three hours just to amass all the alcoholic ingredients necessary for her recipe. And finally, she walked out of a liquor store, all, "Did you know Triple-Sec has alcohol in it?" Haha. I took this one at the gas station where she got the tequila. A little heavy handed with the split toning, I spose; so it goes.

Ocean Slab

By the time we started home again it had been dark for a long time.

Multiple Personalities Revealed

Today I supposedly have a fashion shoot- I'm gonna guerilla up to the roof of my studio. The model's supposed to call me any minute, and when we get on the roof I'll be able to get the Kimo theater behind her, is the idea. I'm super excited about it. I got up at 6:52 a.m., that's about two and half hours earlier than usual, and so far this has been a smile-worthy day for sure.
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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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