hey, DON'T make that tart. it failed. and i followed the recipe! but do try this pie crust from notmartha.org. pretty good! even for my first time trying it out.
happy thanksgiving! in honor, i'm going to copy/paste this email my bro got from a lady (he works tech support). first email starts off ok:
I don't have a clue what I am doing when I sync with another computer; I think Maryilyn still has home health for ____ in Houston;
anyway call me or email me with questions
I am going to sync what I have----whatever that may be
sounds normal right? her next email:
i WON'T BE AVAILABLE UNTIL i DON'T KNOW WHEN
i TRY TO GET TO YOU WED LATE ARE YOU WORKING FRI
...riiight. final email:
Hal la luiah!!!! you get a day off; isn;t that great; I figured as much -- everyone will be too full to work!!!
actually maybe we can get together the 8 or 9; and I 'll see you at the annual; am looking forward to meeting you as we all are
wonderful to have drunk emails at work. have a great holiday!
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Monday, November 17, 2008
there's something, i don't know what it is, about photographs that are intentionally destroyed in some way. i remember the first time i ever realized it was possible. i was young, around 9 or 10 years old, and i was looking through a photography book. this was just the time i was starting to grow up, to be creative, to look at things through a different lens. i saw a picture that looked like it had been saved out of a burning building, edges curled and details nearly buffed away. i saw the little caption saying that the photographer "beat up" her photo negatives. i was in shock--you're allowed to do that? completely changed my outlook on art, and photography.
i found this photographer on deviantart today, and it caught me. these photos feel like fragments of dreams, what you're trying to hold onto when you wake up. not clear but not gone, either. there but very not there at all. it's the coming and going aspect that i think makes me look twice, three times.