Tuesday, November 29, 2011

one hundred dreams

I wrote down my dreams today.
I also added another camera to my happy family. I bought a new camera and a snazzy new lens. I'm so excited. It shoots HD video. I see lots of pointless films of pretty lights and blowing leaves in my future.
His name is Tom.

Monday, November 28, 2011

oh reckless abandon

I mentioned this on facebook the other day, but I am re-thinking the way I photograph.
I want my photographs to look like they're stills from a cinematic memory. So my photographs aren't capturing what the person, place, or thing, looks like that moment. Instead, they are essentially how I would remember that moment later. The movement, colors, light, etc.
It's really interesting to me.
These two are minimally edited and I might redo them later.

p.s. tomorrow morning I'm going to write down 100 dreams. it's a challenge one of my friends suggested and a different friend actually did. so I'm really inspired.

Sunday, November 27, 2011

old faithful

You know when you have those old shoes that are falling apart that you just don't want to ever get rid of?
I finally got rid of mine.
May they rest in peace.

tonight is:
Ray LaMontagne
Open Windows
Rain coming in said windows
Writing letters
Writing thoughts
Writing speeches
quiet contentment

Thursday, November 24, 2011

oh man, oh my, oh me

Oh how could I dream of,
Such a selfless and true love,
Could I wash my hands of?
Just lookin out for me.
-Montezuma, Fleet Foxes.

I am thankful for ever so many things. Too many things to list. Therefore, my only option is to strive to live in a state of gratitude.

p.s. if you haven't listened to Fleet Foxes. Do it. They're good for your mind, body, and soul.

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

term paper madness

This semester has been one of those "oh I'm not going to sleep. ever." sort of semesters.
But I'm almost done!
The picture is of me almost nine hours ago. I had outfitted myself for a long night working on my Art History term paper and my final big assignment for speech class.
The night turned out to be a little longer than expected.
Oh well, the caprisun and baby carrots helped.
And it never hurts to dress up like a bandit.
Goodnight? Goodmorning? Oh dear...

Monday, November 21, 2011


-to comply with or follow commands, restrictions, wishes,or instructions.

"Not a burden we bear,
Not a sorrow we share,
But our toil He doth richly repay;
Not a grief or a loss,
Not a frown or a cross,
But is blest if we trust and obey.

Trust and obey,
For there's no other way
To be happy in Jesus,
But to trust and obey."
-John Henry Sammis

Saturday, November 19, 2011


you know in a year,
it's gonna be better.
you know in a year,
I'm gonna be happy.
Noah and the Whale.

Friday, November 18, 2011

how will I know

Tonight is:
old photographs

less than a month until this semester is done.

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Blue Skies

I'll do anything
To be happy.
Oh blue skies are calling
But I know that it's hard.
-Noah and the Whale

flew too close to the sun.

Life right now is:
Taking vitamins. all kinds.
Little braids in my hair.
Apple Juice galore.
Charcoal everywhere.
The sweet smell of damp autumn leaves.
The National. Lots of The National.
Sore throats.
Staying up until the wee hours of the morning to finish things.
Then waking up early.
Drinking coffee and water simultaneously to stay awake and alive.
Being comforted with knowing that there are less than 20 class days left in the semester.

Sunday, November 13, 2011

sorrow found me when I was young

I have such kind friends.
It's good to remember things like that.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

today will be good.

I am to the point where I remind myself that everyday.
God is good.
Life is a gift.
So me complaining won't do a thing.
Oh also, I have a new friend! I was really sad that the first picture I took with him was so lame.
But still.

Saturday, November 5, 2011

London Fog

Today was:
Eating gluten free cake with breakfast and lunch
skipping out of class just because
cleaning my room(ish)
editing pictures from a long while ago
posting a picture from last weekend
impulse buys
answering deep questions asked in the most nonchalant way.
killer croquet...I think that's how you spell that.
rock, paper, scissors
not getting lost
autumn weather
nice music
no homework. ah.
London Fog. yum.
and now, sweet slumbers.
hooray for Friday.

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Friday's Child

W. H. Auden

He told us we were free to choose
But, children as we were, we thought—
“Paternal Love will only use
Force in the last resort
On those too bumptious to repent.”
Accustomed to religious dread,
It never crossed our minds He meant
Exactly what He said.
Perhaps He frowns, perhaps He grieves,
But it seems idle to discuss
If anger or compassion leaves
The bigger bangs to us.
What reverence is rightly paid
To a Divinity so odd
He lets the Adam whom He made
Perform the Acts of God?
It might be jolly if we felt
Awe at this Universal Man
(When kings were local, people knelt);
Some try to, but who can?
The self-observed observing Mind
We meet when we observe at all
Is not alariming or unkind
But utterly banal.
Though instruments at Its command
Make wish and counterwish come true,
It clearly cannot understand
What It can clearly do.
Since the analogies are rot
Our senses based belief upon,
We have no means of learning what
Is really going on,
And must put up with having learned
All proofs or disproofs that we tender
Of His existence are returned
Unopened to the sender.
Now, did He really break the seal
And rise again? We dare not say;
But conscious unbelievers feel
Quite sure of Judgement Day.
Meanwhile, a silence on the cross,
As dead as we shall ever be,
Speaks of some total gain or loss,
And you and I are free
To guess from the insulted face
Just what Appearances He saves
By suffering in a public place
A death reserved for slaves.