my favorite thing about my booth:

yes, that is indeed a smoky the bear bumper sticker. i KNOW right???

i got off work at 7 and the sun was barely starting to come out.
i went fastfast to brown county to sit on a big hill and watch it.
i drove into the front gate at brown county state park and the old man was like "how are you this morning?" and i informed him i'd just gotten off work at paynetown. he wondered if i was just cutting through and i told him "no sir. i haven't seen a sunrise in quite awhile. so i thought i'd come out here and sit on top of a hill and enjoy one." and he just gave me this knowing look. and a nod. i think he's one of my new favorite people.
so i enjoyed one.
and took some horrible photos. but they're a group of photos that's going to be named "the first day of the rest of my life". a small taste of me reflected:



i called today the first day of the rest of my life and resolved to move FORWARD. but as it happens, ironically, i spent my sunrise at "Hesitation Point". i know right?

dope vs. wack

I - JULY

i can't believe it's joo-lye. i feel as though i've done nothing productive all summer (despite the face that i work 3 jobs, i guess). but then i remind myself that its still summer for 2 more months. i'm not as poor as i once believed i was, so that's amazing.

pat found me a pretty cool old polaroid land 100a and i am thoroughly happy about it.

last night was crazy... i met a roadie for lifehouse at the bird (hahah i know right) who turned out to be pretty awesome and got me in for free and i saw a little of the tour bus too. yay.

i'm being insane and normal and ME again, having fun. today i remember what i used to be like. and i missed me.

II - struggles

a. need a place to live in a month

b. the mental image i have of being up on that fence, hitting people with a large stick

c. financial aid is nonexistant for the time being; the feds need to figure this out.

III - next

i think i'll see "wackness". i'm also going to read more chuck palahniuk because it's enjoyable. i'm also planning on continuing to be myself because i really like it. a lot. i'm going to get through 554 US (2008), district of columbia v. heller, because i love the supreme court and i love legal jargon. also, per my talk tonight with matt, i'm going to enjoy being up on that fence because "one day i will break. and people will find out i'm not actually that funny" according to him. which is true i suppose. i also will continue my picture taking because it's been good lately and i'd like to continue it. naturally, the seagull will be the main player in this scenario.

IV - last

When the vapour hits the air

When the button feels your touch

It's fall just like you sense

It'll fall just like you sense

Into some forgotten sea

Where the envy and the hate

Swim around in figure eights

Swim around in figure eights

We descend so easily

Give it up for short-term memory

Fight your nature if you can

And hope for heaven where we land

All the arms around you now

Could they ever catch you then

First you tell me not to fret

Then you frighten me again

Can't you listen to the beast

Can't you do with any less

I was only getting dressed

Now I'm gettin dissaffected and

You're the brother and the beast

You're the friend I knew the best

Can't you listen to the past

Can't you let the sickness pass

It'll fall just like you said

- halloween.alaska

session at the slide

i had a creative day. took a brilliant polaroid of my red leather chair on the porch. i'm pretty much in love with it.... observe: (pardon my scanner dust fyi)


love.

forgot to say

i had fun with fish in the darkroom. i didn't kill them but i guess it did torture them. i don't think they had much fun.

photograms you will like. because i like them.














i know right? those poor fish.
but they made amazing photograms.
i think i'll get some bigger fish and continue this.

made me

yesterday i went to the top of the gateway arch.

today i saw 700 year old petroglyphs.

i'm in new mexico. 1200 miles away from where i started yesterday morning.

love it. tomorrow is flagstaff and the grand canyon

the most tender place in my heart is for strangers

i'm almost 21.

yesterday i was getting my hair cut short when i was 16, and the day before that i was crying behind the gym in eighth grade. last week i was in fourth grade, getting sent to the pricipal's office for making fun of ben buchanan's hearing aids. a few days before that, i was eating lunch with mrs alter when i entered second grade because i was new in school and no one wanted to be my friend. last month i took a picture of my house when we were leaving south carolina.
time went so fast.


today i'm sitting in my underwear writing a paper on LBJ's idea of "A Great Society" and thinking of an artist statement for my photography.

how did i get here?

the power just flashed.
a sign? maybe.