[Polaroid SX-70 Alpha 1 SE + PX70 Color Protection film]
We came across the magnetic poetry truck recently. Such a cool idea. I hope I spot it again one of these days.
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Sunday, June 30
Enjoy the journey.
Labels:
santa fe,
the impossible project,
will
Wednesday, June 19
Words To Shoot By :: Film
[Polaroid Spectra + PZ680 Color Protection film] Check out all the submissions for the latest Words To Shoot By here. |
Sunday, June 16
List no. 17 :: Things I don't do anymore.
- Drink coffee.
- Smoke.
- Bite my nails.
- Pull on my eyelashes.
- Refuse to fly.
- Throw things in a fit of anger.
- Put myself down constantly.
- Shy away from talking to people.
- Do shots of hard liquor.
- Eat hard candy.
Wednesday, June 12
List no. 16 :: Things that haven't changed much since I was young.
- Not very good at girly things. (Make up, pretty clothes, etc.)
- Not a good sleeper.
- Love to read. Love to get lost in a good book.
- Talk to the cats. A lot.
- The cats are my best friends.
- Don't really have anyone to play with in our neighborhood.
- Brother knows exactly how to make me cry.
- Hate being tickled.
- Don't really like to cook.
- Can do the middle splits.
Tuesday, June 4
Words To Shoot By :: Moment
[Polaroid SLR680SE + PX680 Color Protection film (left, right)]
This week's Words To Shoot By brings the 100th post plus a handful of guest submissions. Check it out!
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Labels:
instant film,
rocky,
the impossible project,
will,
words to shoot by
Monday, June 3
List no. 15 :: Sleepy times.
- When I have multiple restless nights, I start getting really spaced out during the day.
- And I have more of a tendency to be a total klutz.
- Like this morning, I broke my cereal bowl from childhood.
- And over the weekend, I put the clothes in the washer, added the soap, turned it on and walked off without closing the lid.
- So when we got home from running errands, the clothes were soaking in gray water.
- I leave the house and then can't remember if I locked the back door.
- I put perishable items in the cupboard instead of the fridge.
- I wander around the house, wondering what it is that I set out to do when I got up.
- The other day, I totally forgot that I let Rocky out front and he disappeared down the driveway.
- Luckily, when I called him, he came right back.
- I trip over my own feet. Over invisible things on the floor. Over the cats.
- And it's harder to get things done because my focus is fuzzy and I am easily distracted.
- Basically, my brains feel like scrambled eggs much of the time.
- Perhaps these are already "senior moments" for me, but I'll keep pretending it's the restless nights.
[Currently behind by two lists, but I refuse to throw in the towel just yet!]
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