Sleeping

This is a prose poem by Vern Rutsala
I thought it was really clever and I'm basically feeling like sleep kicked MY ass last night... ugh.
So here it is,

Sleeping

Though winners are rarely declared this is an arduous contest
similar, some feel, to boxing. This fact can be readily corroborated
by simply looking at people who have just awakened. Look at their
red and puffy eyes, the dishevelled hair, the slow sore movements,
and their generally dazed appearance. Occasionally, as well, there
are those deep scars running across their cheeks. Clearly, if
appearances don't lie, they have been engaged in some damaging
and dangerous activity and furthermore have come out the losers.
If it's not dangerous- and you still have doubts- why do we hear
so often the phrase, He died in his sleep?
-Vern Rutsala

to be understood is to understand...

So I am really supposed to be writing a paper about the history of women in education. It is only supposed to be 8-10 pages long but for some reason it is like pulling teeth for me to write this thing... when was it due you ask? well... it was due YESTERDAY.

I went to class and sighed sheepishly and Jane (the absolute angel of understanding and generosity) said "Do you need an extension?" I said "Yes please, Thank you."

I know I should be really glad I get more time to write this paper but really I just feel like a big jerk. I've had the syllabus all semester and should have started the paper long ago, but when did I start? At 8 pm the night before it was due. I don't know why Jane would allow slacker students like me a chance to succeed when I truly don't deserve it.

I guess that's a good puzzle for me to think about as a future teacher...
it shouldn't be the goal of a teacher to want people to fail... yet there should be definitely be high standards and due dates... I don't want to get walked all over... sigh*

I need to figure out what I think about such things as extentions and re-takes for my philosophy of beliefs... I want to be merciful but not to have kids constantly taking advantage of my lax due dates.

I guess all of this will come with experience... onward!

Her fortune read "You will be sucessful in your career."

this was from my final project last year... that's all...
I dropped my phone in the toilet today so I'm quite disgruntled right now... ugh.

the american

I should be doing a take home quiz for British Literature right now... but here I am procrastinating away...

Love... it's all you need.

so I shot some weddings over the summer... these are from the second wedding i shot, I kind of like them.











so any woo... a lot has happened in my life since the last post... I'm a SUNY Geneseo as an ENGLISH EDUCATION major for starters... who would have thunk eh?

She couldn't ever find anything to take a picture of.

This is the only keeper so far for my final project... it is still a work in progress as far as post production goes but this is the image I'm using... It is kind of a continuation of the "self" project" I was doing earlier on this month...

Today we had the work in progress crit and it was decided I should do kind of a decade thing as I unintentionally am dressed in 50's 60's and 70's clothes in the first three images of the series... (the above image is 60's.)
, I'm really excited about shooting for this project, so it will be interesting to see were this series takes me.

DollarStore Day Dream

For this assignment we were only allowed to spend ten dollars at the dollar store to create a fun still life...
This was taken with a 4x5 Sinar then the chrome was scanned...

VOILA!

in the army

William found this 120 negative in the trash a long time ago while packing to move... I scanned it today, this is what it looks like, the man on the left is William's grandfather.

Home II

the door

A Man and a Guitar

So this weekend my dad came over so we could practise some new music... (my father and I sing out at different bars and such...) So anyway while he was here I we shot some photos for publicity sake...





and then some not for publicity just for photography's sake...

The Closet

This image is from a small series I did entitled "Home"
It is called "The Closet" because as you may be able to tell from the image this is a rather small rundown bathroom, when guests are over my mother refuses to acknowledge it's existence so she refers to it as "the closet."

Fickle-Foto

There are some things that I am sure of but many more things I am not sure of...
...I am SURE I am a 2nd year Photography student.
...I am NOT SURE what I want from it...
...I am NOT SURE where I am going...
...I am NOT SURE what "my style" is...

I am trying to experiment with many new things photographically... something I am interested in one day may not be what I am looking for the next... thus the Fickle-Foto

Adj. FICKLE - marked by erratic changeableness in affections or attachments;
likely to change frequently often without apparent or cogent reason2. 2. liable to sudden unpredictable change

(and photo with an "F" just for alliterations sake...)

so anyway... I'm unsure of a lot but at least
... I am SURE I'm having a grand journey while finding my way to the answers.