Dear spider who built your web between the screen and the window
Good luck with that.
I remember that peach jogging suit. I was 10 or 11. I was doing the tango with puberty. It was an ugly, lumpy time. I have been up all night scanning old photos with the new fancy scanner that doesn’t even need me to draw boundaries around photos before saving them. IT JUST KNOWSSS!!! Technology is the best. A metric crapload of what I uploaded tonight got transfered to Flickr and Facebook; blame the booze…
I am burned out. I am sick of working nights and weekends. I never see my friends. I don’t even think they notice anymore. I am sick of a job where I just sit on my ass and stare at a computer screen and deliver page proofs to people like some kind of copy boy. I have grown tired of some people’s refusal to recognize me as having earned the creative freedoms I feel I’ve…
This is a Friday flower in every sense of the word, seeing as it did not exist until today. I honestly didn’t think I was going to get any blooms out of my hummingbird vines this year, so I’m quite smitten with this little guy. Bonus angle!
I promise there will be less pee-related posts going forward. I think.
I don’t dabble in black and white photography much. These shots sort of make me want to do more.
The Japanese gardens, for me, are a study in texture, pattern, and light.
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