rarely does such a sweet little unassuming book that turned out to be so wonderful that i can't put it down. plucked impulsively from the biography shelf because it looked so out of place there, and enchanted instantly by the subtitle: a lovestory - one word. of course they went and changed that with the most recent edition, as you can see below, why must they do stuff like this? i would not have purchased the book below, and what a shame to have missed...
california pictures will come soon, but for now here is little zinn to say hi.
he's my prize from the santa monica pier. i love childhood fun: winning frog princes and photo booths and ferris wheels and funnel cakes for breakfast. i was a little shocked when the man we went to visit (business) lives right there and has never been to the pier! he joggs past it in the mornings! just doesn't seem possible... i could see down to it through the hotel window and i swear it called me day and night. it's sad to me that you would see that and not even be attracted enough to go once. we went about six times in two days (jack played along very nicely - he even insisted on winning zinn).
i must be crazy... but i want to try to take some ttv photographs.
i've decided to also start a contemporary photography collection. every month i'm going to buy one photo that i love from etsy, probably only signed ones. once a month to keep my from going broke - i already have enough picked out for two years!
miss potter
a sweet and sad story about following your dreams, living on your own terms, and not wasting a moment.
arriving i am looking back, to my own past, feeling wistful and nostalgic and hopeful. and by departure all the illusions have disapated completely.
things ::
:: i love weddings. everyday i read a dozen or so blogs written by wedding stylists or photographers.
:: this weekend i bought a plaid jumper with two buttons like i wore in the 90s and i love it.
:: i found a song: love you till the end by the pogues. i'm about to buy it from itunes because i can't stop thinking it. it's wonderful.
:: today is the first day of fall here. it feels brisk and invigorating and makes me miss new england so much. i want fresh clam chowder and apple cider. instead i'm settling for oatmeal.
:: my photography class ended today. the teacher kept asking what direction i want to go into, and why i am doing this, and i kept saying i don't really know. but i do.
such good news: my jack is not going to die. the e.r. physician misunderstood his test results, apparently. i sort of knew nothing could happen to him, but i was scared to be sure of it.
here are slides from my first roll of film ever shot on a manual camera:
...a few of the pictures were actually perfectly exposed, and all were pretty well focused. i can't even tell you how proud of myself i was. i was expecting a disaster.
here are negatives from my second roll of film ever shot on a manual camera:
...and i processed them myself in the darkroom! this is so much fun.
i love my camera so much, it has quickly become my favorite possession. i got closer to what i wanted after one roll than after 5,000 pictures with my digital.
something is wrong with jack. we brought him to the e.r. last weekend, and today to a specialist. i have never been so scared, and at the same time my heart can't even fathom the possibility of really losing him.
life, it is one thing after another, isn't it? i am so far from where i was a few years ago - inexperienced and naive. now i feel stronger and weathered. i give jack shots... if you had asked me a year ago i wouldn't have ever imagined i could do that. the last three years have brought to my tiny life: divorce, and marriage, the worst natural disaster in u.s. history, two cross-country moves, kids and exes, and even with all that enough love and happiness to make me feel mostly incredibly lucky.
