I have fallen in love with my sister’s charmingly strange little apartment, and had to document it’s absurdity.
Moloch! Moloch! Nightmare of Moloch! Moloch the loveless! Mental Moloch! Moloch the heavy judger of men!
I’ve been obsessed with this one photographer lately, and decided to reread the story that got me into him in the first place. It also happens to be the story that once had me listening to Howl on repeat for a week. It’s not even a very good story? But I love what it’s left me with.
I’ve never read or seen Othello, but for some reason I’ve become obsessed with this line lately. I even used it as my mantra in a reiki circle, when I was having trouble concentrating.
Maybe if I write my resume this week, I’ll reward myself by renting Othello and watching all of the Iago scenes repetitively. Should read it instead, but probably don’t currently possess enough higher brain function to get through it’s entirety.
Picture taken on March 4th, 2011
So, hi! Quite a few random people started following this blog in the last few weeks, thought I might as well throw a picture up.
School kind of consumed my world, and I Officially Abandoned the 365 Project once again. Seriously, one of these years, I WILL actually complete one of them from start to finish, I’m determined.
Now I’m in search of a new project, a much smaller project. In the meantime I’ll occasionally post some of the 365 pictures that lost the battle against my anxiety with anatomy exams.
61 of 265
Just playing with the long exposure, y’all know how I do. Need to try this shot another time, with less distance. Cutting the time pretty close again on this one, the camera says it was 11:58pm.
And now I must sleep, because I have to be up at 6am to get ready for school.
60 of 365
First day back at school. Looked and smelled exactly the same. I guess I should prepare myself to come home smelling like Salon again, shouldn’t I?
59 of 365
It seems I’m slightly obsessed with this window and this tree. One day, I’m going to miss it terribly.
School starts tomorrow, I’m feeling pretty tense about it. Did absolutely nothing to prep today, but last night I cleaned my bird’s cage, so at least there’s that done. Wish me luck, Universe.
57 of 365
I have so many things to do before Tuesday, but I can’t even bring myself to write them down, let alone actually do any of them. I’m excited and not as nervous as I could be, but I still can’t shake off this lethargy.
56 of 365
I dunno, when in doubt go abstract? I remember taking photography in middle school, walking around the school while everyone else was in class, taking pictures of random things. This reminds me very much of that, except for how it’s in color.
What would Mrs. Tunon think of me now, I wonder?
55 of 365
On the day I buy my kindle, I also find out that the closest bookstore, Borders, is closing. This is sad for many reasons, the strongest being that I spent a large portion of my youth there. I bought my first Tamora Pierce book in that store, my first Harry Potter book, whet to more than one Midnight Party for more than one series.
Certainly doesn’t help that I went digital on the same day. Feels like I cheated on an old lover and was promptly dumped.
54 of 365
I’m not as nerdy or intelligent as I first come off in person, but I am, without a doubt, extremely lame. This is not the only photo of The Wizard of Menlo Park I have taped up in my room, just sayin. This particular one is situated right next to my record player, of course, which is named Bing. (After Crosby. And it’s a Crosley. Soooo, you know, Bing Crosley. :D? :D? :D?)
Just sayin…
53 of 365
I dunno! I’m tapped out on pictures, f’realz. I just went round my room taking pictures of random things. This dusty guy sits on my Mercedes Lackey shelf, along with adult Simba and young Nala.