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morbid

How I'd Like to Die:

I'm old and wrinkled and standing in the middle of the desert naked. during a violent thunderstorm. I'm happy. I'm done. lightning strikes me and melts all the safetypins and duct tape that have been holding my selfness together. I explode with extreme calmness into 21 blue-black ravens and one impossibly red flying squirrel. they all fly away in separate directions to squawk and collect shiny objects. the smouldering patch left behind would smell of roasting green chile and fresh tortillas.

how I will actually die:

I'll flip my head upside down to blow dry my hair and accidentally hit my forehead so hard on the sink that it kills me.

it's true. I had a vision.

digital diversion

this is a test shot from a series I've had in mind for quite some time. possibly since childhood via Ken and Barbie.

it's not unique. I've seen it in various guises. most notably, Man Ray did a series called "the woodmans" with very beautiful wooden mannequins.

not sure what I have to add to the discussion, but what the heck. it's on my mind. and I don't make nearly enough use of my digital camera for art.

not exactly sure what to call it yet. I'm sure it will eventually name itself...

good news! yay!

good news today! got into the show. congrats also to tread, bill and warren (honorable mention!) and a bunch of other people I hope to meet. thanks, susan!

conversations with family #13

conversations with family #12

on my mind

Lynched

I've always loved a retrospective. even as a kid, I'd read a book, and if I liked it, I'd systematically read everything else that author wrote (that was available to me).

we did a silly thing for Christmas. we bought an HDTV. which is strange for people who unhooked their cable, I realize. but I love movies, and he loves video games.

and it just dawned on me that I could arrange my own director retrospectives with netflix. so many great movies I saw back before I took up photography. so many movies I saw as poor quality video rentals. so many movies I saw randomly without realizing the context of the time period in which they were made or the artistic growth of the director...

lately it's been Fellini, Lynch and Coen brothers. clearly it's seeping into my recent photographic interpretations (and I specify "interpretations" because all of the images I've been using were made with the camera between three months and a three years ago).

deflated

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I'm going to tell you a good story about this day. soon.