tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58205447487799883832024-03-13T17:55:32.452-04:00fast forward 30 yearsdaily self portraitsneenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295466235097667494noreply@blogger.comBlogger367125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820544748779988383.post-78909502077523943352009-09-01T23:30:00.001-04:002009-09-02T00:20:10.179-04:00to be continued<p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2574/3879590087_7ceb253455_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2574/3879590087_7ceb253455_o.jpg" alt="in the studio" border="0" /></a>i am not altogether sure what will happen with this blog<br />but for now i am continuing daily posts on "<a href="http://www.meledandri.com/">from the studio</a>"<br />which resides on the home page of my site.<br />this is in preparation for a <a href="mailto:%20theartproject.net@gmail.com?subject=i%27ll%20be%20your%20guinea%20pig">completely new project</a>,<br />coming soon.<br /><br />i am also posting again on <a href="http://neenna.blogspot.com/">random thoughts</a></p>neenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295466235097667494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820544748779988383.post-68181822332027113392009-09-01T23:00:00.001-04:002009-09-01T23:06:54.250-04:00recapbelow are 2 slide shows of my past 365 days on flickr where this project originated.<br />the first is all the self portraits: 365 days of me<br />below that are what i call the "interface" images;<br />because of various structural/conceptual/visual concerns,<br />each day in addition to a self portrait,<br />i posted an image to act as buffer.<br /><br /><object height="300" width="400"> <param name="flashvars" value="offsite=true&lang=en-us&page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2F59345630%40N00%2Fsets%2F72157607067822823%2Fshow%2F&page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2F59345630%40N00%2Fsets%2F72157607067822823%2F&set_id=72157607067822823&jump_to="> <param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649"> <param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="offsite=true&lang=en-us&page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2F59345630%40N00%2Fsets%2F72157607067822823%2Fshow%2F&page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2F59345630%40N00%2Fsets%2F72157607067822823%2F&set_id=72157607067822823&jump_to=" height="300" width="400"></embed></object><br /><br /><object height="300" width="400"> <param name="flashvars" value="offsite=true&lang=en-us&page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2F59345630%40N00%2Fsets%2F72157608494738581%2Fshow%2F&page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2F59345630%40N00%2Fsets%2F72157608494738581%2F&set_id=72157608494738581&jump_to="> <param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649"> <param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="offsite=true&lang=en-us&page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2F59345630%40N00%2Fsets%2F72157608494738581%2Fshow%2F&page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2F59345630%40N00%2Fsets%2F72157608494738581%2F&set_id=72157608494738581&jump_to=" height="300" width="400"></embed></object><p></p>neenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295466235097667494noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820544748779988383.post-71273223147000813112009-08-31T23:02:00.000-04:002009-08-31T23:49:28.865-04:008.31.09 - 365/365<p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2551/3875778574_08c0010b55_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2551/3875778574_08c0010b55_o.jpg" alt="in the studio" border="0"></a> all of a sudden, it came into my head to do a nude for my last 365.<br />it is one of my studio rules:<br />"if you think of it, you do it"<br />(which is exactly how i got into this mess <a href="http://fastforward30years.blogspot.com/2008/09/9108-1365.html">in the first place</a>)<br />i only have 2 (rules), the other is:<br />"don't judge the process while you are in it"<br /><br />and,<br />since one of the reasons for doing this project<br />was to confront what it means to become a "woman of a certain age",<br />this feels appropriate and perhaps even necessary.</p><p>as the 365th day got closer,<br />it became increasingly clear how meaningful this project has been for me<br />and why it will be so hard to replace...<br /><br />as many people reading this blog know<br />(are there many people reading this blog?)<br />daily practice is the cornerstone of my creative life<br /><br />at this moment<br />i am feeling a tremendous pull<br />a real sense of something ending<br />something that is valuable to me<br />that i don't want to lose<br /><br />i have been trying to identify exactly what that is,<br />what sets <font style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" face="trebuchet ms">fastforward30years</font> apart from my other daily work;<br />one factor is the (almost) daily writing (introspection),<br />but i have always had an outlet for that with my fotolae.<br />another aspect is that i have been able to incorporate monthly mini-projects<br />within the context of this larger one<br />(my favorites being <a href="http://fastforward30years.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html">march's diptychs</a> and <a href="http://fastforward30years.blogspot.com/2009/05/53109-273365.html#drawings">may's studio drawings</a>)<br />but i believe<br />the true significance of this project<br />lies in using the self as subject matter.</p><p>no matter the medium,<br />i subscribe to the theory<br />that to produce something of value<br />requires a deep caring<br />and a deep connection,<br />and there are very few things in a person's life<br />that hold a greater or more meaningful position than the self,<br />that is why it is said;<br />all first novels are autobiographical<br />and<br />you can't love/trust/care about others<br />more than you have the capacity for those feelings about yourself<br /><br />so,<br />while taking a picture a day is a good exercise<br />taking a self portrait a day<br />forces you to continually engage with loaded subject matter.<br />if you compromise, you compromise yourself<br />if you take a short cut, you cheat yourself<br />and you are doing it publicly<br /></p><p>i also believe that parameters are good for creativity<br />and the limits of "self portrait" have some inherent advantages:<br />for one thing<br />your subject matter is always available,<br />where ever you happen to be,<br />another<br />is that boredom can be a great motivator for taking risks;<br />& believe you me, nothing becomes boring more quickly than you<br />hence a great impetus for pushing boundaries.<br />and<br />you can apply just about any approach to the subject:<br />you can be yourself or you can be other,<br />you can be deeply personal or coldly objective,<br />you can create fantasy or describe reality,<br />you can take a strictly conceptual approach or flow with your emotions...<br /></p><p>kind of perfect,<br />kind of hard to replace,<br />i have toyed with the idea of keeping it going for another year<br />and if my medium was solely photography, i might<br />but i feel i need to take what i've learned and move forward,<br />tomorrow i will post the next step in this journey<br /></p><p>thanks for tuning in<br />and special thanks to <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gato_zeca/" target="_blank">fernando</a> and <a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://billhirr.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">l3iLL</a><br />who have been so generous with their comments and support.<br /></p>neenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295466235097667494noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820544748779988383.post-32136809504541376082009-08-30T23:01:00.006-04:002009-08-31T16:02:21.371-04:008.30.09 - 364/365<p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3475/3873821904_5c3a65dd4f_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3475/3873821904_5c3a65dd4f_o.jpg" alt="in the studio" border="0" /></a></p><!-- <p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3479/3872838597_1c1fac1775_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3479/3872838597_1c1fac1775_o.jpg" alt="in the studio" border="0" /></a></p>-->something came together today,<br />not only was i able to come to some decisions about how to proceed<br />but i also had a real feeling sense that i am doing the right thing<br />for my process<br />and i really felt that the paint was waiting for me<br />not neglected or stagnate<br />but just there with me<br />bubbling below the surface<br /><br /><p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3438/3873624426_a796866bf3_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3438/3873624426_a796866bf3_o.jpg" alt="in the 'hood" border="0" /></a></p><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;">a little fantasy</div>neenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295466235097667494noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820544748779988383.post-21988870116903655282009-08-29T23:43:00.005-04:002009-08-30T22:04:32.214-04:008.29.09 - 363/365<p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2463/3869708260_9085982234_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2463/3869708260_9085982234_o.jpg" alt="in the studio" border="0" /></a>today it took me 2 hours to remember that i had switched my hosting account to a linux server<br />since that's the only way godaddy will parse ssi's<br />and that because linux is case sensitive<br />was the reason why certain pages weren't resolving<br /><br /><a name="posta">grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!</a><br /><br />not so interesting i know<br />but this is where i am at;<br />a bit sad but true<br />and<br />from this perspective<br />this is what i see<br />which is also a tad sad<br />because while i am a beneficiary of the industriousness of spiders<br />too much of a cobweb build up in the studio<br />tells a story of neglect</p><p> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3459/3869708380_1154b66e22_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3459/3869708380_1154b66e22_o.jpg" alt="in the studio" border="0" /></a></p>neenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295466235097667494noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820544748779988383.post-54918456636628231662009-08-28T23:27:00.006-04:002009-08-29T10:15:59.777-04:008.28.09 - 362/365<p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3448/3866014985_85c79480aa_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3448/3866014985_85c79480aa_o.jpg" alt="in the studio" border="0" /></a>struggling,<br />struggling,<br />with upgrading my site<br />for starters,<br />it's not going to be as easy to convert all those (100's of) pages as i thought<br />but it's more than that really<br />it's that it involves an analysis of my entire process<br />which is a big and complicated endeavor<br />but that is what i see as the site's function<br />and then<br />the design aspect consumes me<br />(the same way people get sucked into video games or tv)<br />and i can't do anything else at the same time<br />this means paint, eat, sleep, community work<br />so the rest of my life is crumbling around me<br />it's very unbalanced...<br />but it does follow<br />that with all this self referential activity:<br />reviewing old projects,<br />trying to map & make sense of<br />the twists and turns of my process<br />that it's all about me today<br />and because i've been leaving taking these pictures until the end of the day<br />it's all about the lx3 in low light<br />it's one of the main reasons i chose this camera<br />and yet<br />i haven't been taking advantage it<br />i do love what it does<br /></p><p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2656/3866799520_344719e58b_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2656/3866799520_344719e58b_o.jpg" alt="in the studio" border="0" /></a></p>neenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295466235097667494noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820544748779988383.post-77001503033113475022009-08-27T23:15:00.004-04:002009-08-28T08:28:54.786-04:008.27.09 - 361/365<p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2429/3863561895_6b6070ac0e_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2429/3863561895_6b6070ac0e_o.jpg" alt="in the studio" border="0" /></a>i am so consumed by design/programming right now<br />that i fear the end of this project is getting short changed<br />but i suppose.<br />that's (real) life<br /><br />below<br />a sign of things to come<br />from a series i took but never posted<br />and that's were i am living right now<br />between what has happened<br />and what will come<br /></p><p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2502/3863561945_1b04ddc3c7_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2502/3863561945_1b04ddc3c7_o.jpg" alt="in the studio" border="0" /></a></p><br />(and remember... <a href="mailto:%20theartproject.net@gmail.com?subject=i%27ll%20be%20your%20guinea%20pig">you can be part of it too</a>)neenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295466235097667494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820544748779988383.post-37599419175292388612009-08-26T21:14:00.005-04:002009-08-27T09:37:14.156-04:008.26.09 - 360/365<p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3491/3860360235_2d2ff8af1a_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3491/3860360235_2d2ff8af1a_o.jpg" alt="in the studio" border="0" /></a>i like these meta portraits<br />the endless self referential loop...<br />fitting because august was meant to be about evaluating all daily process<br />so that i can make some decisions about going forward<br />well,<br />i am still not clear...<br /><br />i can't keep taking these pictures of myself<br />(at least i don't think i can)<br />but there is an aspect of it that's working<br />since it is very different from saying:<br />"<span style="font-style: italic;">i will take a picture a day</span>"<br />with a self portrait project you are guaranteed 2 things:<br />1. access to the same subject matter each day<br />2. subject matter with which you have an intimate connection<br />this is hard to duplicate<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">there are also other questions that i have to answer like:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">which blogs to continue & how do they overlap</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">?</span><br />during this time i have stopped posting on <a href="http://neenna.blogspot.com/">random thoughts</a><br />even without that pressure<br />i sometimes feel that it is too much<br />to create compelling material each day<br />for both this blog and my 2 fotolae<br /></p><p>and<br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">am i more comfortable with...?</span><br />a strict photoblog like <a href="http://neenna.blogspot.com/">random thoughts<br /></a>or<br />with a more traditional blog format like this where i write as well</p><p>and<br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">what to do about my daily watercolor project?</span><br />do i continue with the same 5 journals which are becoming unwieldy<br />or<br />do i create some new format for it</p><p>and<br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">what about my website overhaul?</span><br />am i just upgrading the infrastructure:<br />adding style sheets,<br />getting rid of the frames architecture,<br />making it more inviting to update<br />or<br />am i also giving it a stylistic overhaul<br />going for a lighter, more airy, stripped down approach?<br /><br />these are a lot of questions to answer in 5 days...<br /><br /></p>neenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295466235097667494noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820544748779988383.post-82292390764258503672009-08-25T23:42:00.003-04:002009-08-26T09:13:45.721-04:008.25.09 - 357/365<p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2447/3858324990_063776a155_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2447/3858324990_063776a155_o.jpg" alt="in the bedroom" border="0" /></a>so, i thought i should do one more for <a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/gameon/" target="_blank">fgr</a> before this thing comes to a close<br />i think the point of <a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/apdl/" target="_blank">this group</a> (the anti penguin domination league ) is weirdness <br />this wasn't what i had originally intended<br />but getting out of this garment kind of fit the bill<br /><br />& the not so weird ones:<br /><table><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3481/3858325664_9d65ab4aa3_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 298px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3481/3858325664_9d65ab4aa3_b.jpg" alt="butterfly" border="0" /></a></td><td><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2522/3858324924_9ce527ea5d_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 298px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2522/3858324924_9ce527ea5d_o.jpg" alt="butterfly" border="0" /></a></td></tr></tbody></table></p>neenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295466235097667494noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820544748779988383.post-49785039948649405712009-08-24T20:28:00.005-04:002009-08-25T08:55:43.337-04:008.24.09 - 358/365<p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2425/3855054440_d78d300849_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2425/3855054440_d78d300849_o.jpg" alt="in the studio" border="0" /></a>a big 365 day no-no<br />2 days in the row<br />in the same place.<br />wearing the same thing,<br />but that's how it goes sometimes<br />yes, i went to sleep between this picture and the last;<br />for about 4 hours<br />no, i didn't sleep in my clothes<br />but in a little burst of hopefulness<br />i do put on my studio clothes every morning<br />hoping i'll paint a bit<br />but<br />once i sit down at the computer<br />i just don't get up<br />it's that addictive for me<br />solving the structural problems<br />and<br />at this point of the programming process<br />i can't find the painting place<br />the activities are too extremely different:<br />exploration vs examination,<br />but i feel that this is about<br />upgrading my virtual home<br />(it currently uses frames & doesn't use style sheets)<br />so that i can really use it as a tool<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2553/3855054646_55ee40fa49_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2553/3855054646_55ee40fa49_o.jpg" alt="in the attic" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">2 possible captions:<br />things i don't really take anymore<br />or<br />very happy about the low light capability of this camera</span><br /></p><p style="font-style: italic;"></p>neenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295466235097667494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820544748779988383.post-90641007230140027142009-08-23T23:38:00.001-04:002009-08-24T04:06:00.360-04:008.23.09 - 357/365<p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2667/3850686829_9271608f1a_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2667/3850686829_9271608f1a_o.jpg" alt="in the studio" border="0" /></a>another day in front of the computer<br />and i mean <span style="font-weight: bold;">completely</span> in front of the computer<br />(it's now 4 am)<br />still building the frame work for my revised site<br />it's been a long time coming<br />but it makes me feel secure<br />to think that i finally will have someplace to put all my projects<br />it's very parallel to getting my studio to a place where it functions for me<br />and it also involves going backward<br />which means there is a lot of stuff that's gotten stirred up<br /></p><p><a name="posta"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3437/3851483520_d9599b7433_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3437/3851483520_d9599b7433_o.jpg" alt="in the studio" border="0" /></a></p>neenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295466235097667494noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820544748779988383.post-81080434432944124382009-08-22T23:07:00.003-04:002009-08-23T01:31:54.988-04:008.22.09 - 356/365<p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3453/3846906759_8525fc809d_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3453/3846906759_8525fc809d_o.jpg" alt="in the studio" border="0" /></a>another geek day<br />a lot of computer<br />a lot of programming<br />a lot of problem solving<br />a lot of what needs to happen for the future<br /><br />and then<br />also<br />things that happened in the past<br /><br /><table><tbody><tr><td><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3571/3847696488_febabbb0c1_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 298px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3571/3847696488_febabbb0c1_o.jpg" alt="sand drawing" border="0" /></a></td><td><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2466/3846906611_a34be1d34c_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 298px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2466/3846906611_a34be1d34c_o.jpg" alt="sand drawing" border="0" /></a></td></tr></tbody></table></p><p></p><p></p>neenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295466235097667494noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820544748779988383.post-56764088553569514032009-08-21T22:46:00.004-04:002009-08-21T23:33:49.837-04:008.21.09 - 355/365<p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2585/3843635284_e15ec10a3e_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2585/3843635284_e15ec10a3e_o.jpg" alt="in the greenmarket" border="0" /></a>went in to town this morning to the union square farm market<br />i have to be honest,<br />even though i am grateful to have a great greenmarket at grand army plaza,<br />there is nothing like the one at union square;<br />the variety is amazing<br />and after a cool rainy summer,<br />there has finally been enough heat and sun<br />to produce summer's bounty<br /></p><p><a name="posta"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2484/3843781853_157583ef1f_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2484/3843781853_157583ef1f_b.jpg" alt="in the greenmarket" border="0" /></a></p>neenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295466235097667494noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820544748779988383.post-60930834400602162292009-08-20T23:37:00.002-04:002009-08-20T23:46:08.899-04:008.20.09 - 354/365<p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3581/3841045629_67285be123_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3581/3841045629_67285be123_b.jpg" alt="on the bridge" border="0" /></a>on the manhattan bridge<br />on my bike<br />on my way to work<br />and<br />it's pushing 90°<br /></p><p><a name="posta"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2503/3841837882_5ff97a242d_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2503/3841837882_5ff97a242d_o.jpg" alt="on the bridge" border="0" /></a></p>on days like this<br />i go into granny gear<br />for the uphill part of the bridgeneenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295466235097667494noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820544748779988383.post-41718946604416436872009-08-19T22:50:00.004-04:002009-08-20T09:01:32.545-04:008.19.09 - 353/365<p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3440/3838874200_f67b4e77e6_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3440/3838874200_f67b4e77e6_b.jpg" alt="in the studio" border="0" /></a>geek day today<br />no oil, just working on revamping my <a href="http://www.meledandri.com/">website</a><br />trying to figure out how to make this new thing (<a href="mailto:%20theartproject.net@gmail.com?subject=i%27ll%20be%20your%20guinea%20pig">if you're interested</a>) go forward<br /><br />this stage of the <a href="http://fastforward30years.blogspot.com/search/label/wip">WIP project</a> is from monday,<br />usually by now in the process, i proceed intuitively from one day to the next;<br />the painting tells me what to do<br />but at this moment,<br />every day that i want to work<br />requires a journey to the place where i can hear that voice<br />just being in the studio doesn't do it<br />there is a whole internal realignment that has to happen<br />and that part isn't fluid yet;<br />each day it is still a struggle,<br />and that's just where i am at<br /></p><p><a name="posta"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2455/3838874298_38381fb88e_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2455/3838874298_38381fb88e_o.jpg" alt="in the studio" border="0" /></a></p>neenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295466235097667494noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820544748779988383.post-12613047160996453602009-08-18T20:05:00.010-04:002009-08-19T10:35:10.118-04:008.18.09 - 352/365<p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3446/3835397001_43d8a43a3e_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3446/3835397001_43d8a43a3e_o.jpg" alt="in the studio" border="0" /></a>still thinking about this distinction between<br />what "is"<br />and<br />the experience of it<br /><br />it is interesting how this pertains to relationships...<br />when you are involved with someone<br />be it love, friendship, business, etc,<br />there is a point of connection<br />that the relationship gets built on<br />whether this is very deep<br />or<br />somewhat superficial<br />whether it has developed over a long time<br />or<br />disintegrated quickly,<br />when there is a break/a parting of ways<br />the tendency is to assume that the other has changed<br />or to feel a betrayal<br /><br />but i suspect<br />that most often than not<br />it is neither of these things...<br /><br />i am beginning to see life more in terms of perceptions:<br />you are on a path for your own reasons<br />as is the other person<br />these paths meet and start to intertwine<br />each assumes that the other shares this path for reasons similar to their own<br />and while this might be true<br />to some extent<br />or<br />for a period of time<br />this is often just a projection;<br />each has their own intention,<br />they just happen to look the same<br />in the context of a certain time & place<br />and that is very seductive<br />this feeling of "oneness",<br />of "sharedness"<br />but if one person veers off<br />even though they are simply following their own inner voice<br />it feels is as if they have changed<br />it is perceived as a betrayal<br /><br />what is important to do in these moments<br />is to acknowledge the truth:<br />you meet someone,<br />you both like to run,<br />you both seem obsessed, in the same way<br />you become running partners,<br />you meet every day<br />you are both passionate about the routine<br />and all of a sudden, your running partner is off doing yoga<br />did they betray the relationship?<br />were they any less involved than you?<br />did something change?<br />no, no and no<br />you simply understood this shared experience of running<br />as a mutual commitment to this one activity<br />one that would continue<br />while perhaps for the other,<br />running was just one of many ways to train physically<br />while you were on your path to develop a single consistent regime<br />they were on theirs to develop within as many different disciplines as possible<br />but for a while the two seemed to be the same<br /><br />constructs like this<br />help me to understand life's hurdles objectively<br />instead of always looking for what was at fault<br />perhaps it is more productive to shift awareness,<br />to see things in a different light,<br />to understand them<br />(and honor them)<br />for what they truly are<br />not what we wanted them to be<br /></p><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2584/3836992210_09c96c64c4.jpg" /></div><br />new project coming soon <a href="mailto:%20theartproject.net@gmail.com?subject=i%27ll%20be%20your%20guinea%20pig">let me know</a> if you are interestedneenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295466235097667494noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820544748779988383.post-35375677031014688922009-08-17T18:30:00.011-04:002009-08-18T09:37:12.319-04:008.17.09 - 351/365<p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3429/3832245336_3df65b0418_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3429/3832245336_3df65b0418_o.jpg" alt="in the studio" border="0" /></a>while i was spending another day in the "disconnect zone"<br />i thought about my conversation w/lauren yesterday:<br />when,<br />trying to describe where i'm at, i said:<br /></p><blockquote>"it's not so much that i've<br />come out of something<br />or<br />gone through something<br />it's more that i am accepting this part of the journey" </blockquote><br />i actually now see that i am on the exact same path as i've been for years<br />if i look at the work<br />there is a total continuum;<br />from 3 years ago<br />thru<br />when i was barely working<br />to<br />when i started back for real in the studio 7 months ago<br /><br />(my feelings aside,<br />the reality is these 7 large canvases didn't just materialize out of thin air<br />nor did those 8 smaller ones, or the countless watercolors)<br /><br />what has changed is my perspective<br />how i choose to look at things,<br />through what lens<br />ok,<br />so maybe it's not "choose"<br />but this disconnect is just a powerful feeling<br />about my relationship to to my process,<br />the process is a separate thing,<br />continuing,<br />sometimes, almost in spite of myself<br /><br />the trick is to manage to keep on going,<br />day after day,<br />making the space and time to make things;<br />that's the process,<br />how i feel about it is something else<br /><br />(this was a concept that was always difficult for me to grasp,<br />when people would say:<br />"but that's just a feeling"<br />i would think<br />"but that's what matters, that's what defines me"<br />but that's not really true<br />there is "me"<br />there is what i do<br />and <br />there is how i feel about it<br />they are 3 separate things<br />and it's a choice how strongly i identify with any or all of them)<br /><br />and yes<br />the way i seem to feel about my process now<br />is that it is unfamiliar<br />and that's difficult<br />but it doesn't really mean very much<br />as long as i have faith<br />and keep working<br /><br />what has changed recently<br />is my ability to accept this state,<br />tolerate this p.o.v.<br />that's all<br /><p></p><p><a name="posta"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2446/3832245536_7257cbf55b_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2446/3832245536_7257cbf55b_o.jpg" alt="in the garden" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;">someone has dinner waiting in the garden</p><br />new project coming soon <a href="mailto:%20theartproject.net@gmail.com?subject=i%27ll%20be%20your%20guinea%20pig">let me know</a> if you are interestedneenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295466235097667494noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820544748779988383.post-25908467803414848032009-08-16T21:10:00.011-04:002009-08-16T22:57:02.683-04:008.16.09 - 350/365<p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2555/3827874249_9641108dfd_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2555/3827874249_9641108dfd_b.jpg" alt="in the studio" border="0" /></a>350 down, 15 left to go<br />had a little creative check in with my bgf<br />the super smart & funny love coach to the stars; Lauren Frances<br />(<a href="http://www.laurenfrances.com/index.php" target="_blank">check her out boys & girls</a> if you need a little love Rx)<br />she gave me an incredible idea<br />that is going to help me focus<br />all the loose ends i keep encountering<br />as i try to understand where to go when this is over<br /><br />there will be a beta version in the next month or so...<br /><a href="mailto:%20theartproject.net@gmail.com?subject=i%27ll%20be%20your%20guinea%20pig">let me know</a> if you are interested<br /><br /></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a name="posta"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2442/3828671532_0c475c7855_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2442/3828671532_0c475c7855_o.jpg" alt="rose" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">for lauren</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">& listening to:<br /><p><object width="640" height="505"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V-AWEkkgoko&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V-AWEkkgoko&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"></embed></object></p></div>neenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295466235097667494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820544748779988383.post-44299524217167043492009-08-15T19:13:00.007-04:002009-08-16T08:31:43.306-04:008.15.09 - 349/365<p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2466/3824895612_2562a749f5_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2466/3824895612_2562a749f5_b.jpg" alt="in the studio" border="0" /></a>this is a real push/pull process<br />i paint out<br />i make gestures<br />i refine<br />it becomes too...<br />worked<br />precious<br />labored<br />stiff<br />and then i have to destroy it<br />to paint out again<br />and bring it back<br /><br />the days when i have to destroy<br />they can be really difficult<br />and i have to remember<br /></p><blockquote>"When you begin a picture you often make some pretty discoveries. You must be on guard against these. Destroy the thing, do it over several times. In each destroying of a beautiful discovery, the artist does not really suppress it, but rather condenses it, makes it more substantial. What comes out in the end is the result of discarded finds. Otherwise you become your own connoisseur" </blockquote><div style="text-align: right;">- Pablo Picasso<br /></div><br />and i also need to go really slow<br />because there is going to be a point where i have to stop<br />and i have never been very good at acknowledging that<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">sidebar</span><br /><table><tbody><tr><td><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fotola.com/berylium/neene/document-neene4a874baeacb7f.html"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 298px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3424/3821596621_4b54ac5783_o.jpg" alt="sand drawing" border="0" /></a></td><td><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fotola.com/berylium/animus/document-animus4a874b9ebb4b2.html"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 298px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2616/3821596579_a6669232c1_o.jpg" alt="sand drawing" border="0" /></a></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">my fotola posts for today really felt like my drawing to me</span><br /></div><p></p>neenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295466235097667494noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820544748779988383.post-27371830692435915072009-08-14T23:36:00.009-04:002009-08-15T16:08:39.413-04:008.14.09 - 348/365<p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2493/3822403074_2b71af2b32_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2493/3822403074_2b71af2b32_b.jpg" alt="in the studio" border="0" /></a></p>all of a sudden<br />almost in spite of myself<br />there's a body of work<br />developing in the studio<br />and it does seem to have come from somewhere<br />tho,<br />i still don't quite understand<br />what's going on<br />but<br />i am kind of getting used to that<br /><br />and still haven't figured out<br />why i am <a href="http://fastforward30years.blogspot.com/2009/08/8509-339365.html">tracking this painting</a> here<br />and if not here<br />where?<br /><p> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2442/3822403124_a89281e1e3_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2442/3822403124_a89281e1e3_o.jpg" alt="in the studio" border="0" /></a>i suppose this is another question that needs to get addressed<br />by the end of the month</p><span style="font-style: italic;"><a href="http://fastforward30years.blogspot.com/search/label/wip">series so far</a></span>neenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295466235097667494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820544748779988383.post-72118793516031953752009-08-13T23:46:00.007-04:002009-08-14T16:18:54.651-04:008.13.09 - 347/365<p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2563/3818867773_109e3a4095_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2563/3818867773_109e3a4095_b.jpg" alt="in the studio" border="0" /></a>thinking a lot about my place in this world<br />and going forward<br />especially with my daily practice<br />and my blogs, etc.<br /><br />what are the things about posting images that are important to me?<br />and what are not?<br /><br />after this project ends<br />what structure will replace it?<br /><br />sometimes my camera gets set accidentally on 3:2 or 16:9<br /></p><p><a name="posta"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2511/3819990639_1afaab09c9_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2511/3819990639_1afaab09c9_b.jpg" alt="on the road" border="0" /></a>and i don't post these<br />not on flickr, nor on fotola<br />because it makes the grid pages all uneven<br />and i hate that<br />(notice, no verticals either)</p><p><a name="postb"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2639/3820795432_20dbffe5fa_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2639/3820795432_20dbffe5fa_b.jpg" alt="1n the park" border="0" /></a>but there is something nice about them<br />when they happen<br />and it is in that space<br />in between<br />the need for order<br />and<br />the love of the accidental<br />that i need to play<br /><br />it is the place between<br />structure<br />and<br />discovery<br /><br />it is being able to balance<br />a desire for measurement and evaluation<br />with<br />the necessity of jumping off the cliff<br /><br />i knew i was going to confront this in august<br />and now,<br />with 347 of 365 days gone<br />it's time...</p>neenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295466235097667494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820544748779988383.post-18429887346988995462009-08-12T23:18:00.005-04:002009-08-14T08:47:52.109-04:008.12.09 - 346/365<p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3573/3818868019_2604f6a6fc_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3573/3818868019_2604f6a6fc_o.jpg" alt="in the studio" border="0" /></a><a name="posta">there are places you belong</a><br />and places you don't<br />so why try to force things?<br /></p><p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2541/3819755030_f212daf98f_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2541/3819755030_f212daf98f_o.jpg" alt="on the rocks" /></a></p>neenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295466235097667494noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820544748779988383.post-34458940735352861892009-08-11T21:35:00.004-04:002009-08-14T08:45:42.833-04:008.11.09 - 345/365<p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3461/3816469060_f210a06176_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3461/3816469060_f210a06176_b.jpg" alt="in the studio" border="0" /></a>there is still so much to catch up with<br />and it feels as if i have been away for ages<br />but it is such a relief to be home<br /></p><p><a name="posta"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" com="" 2640="" jpg=""><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2640/3819364984_ec633369fa_o.jpg" alt="from the studio" />(and yes,<br />those little red dots<br />are tomatoes<br />:D )<br /></a></p>neenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295466235097667494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820544748779988383.post-75328668637169958792009-08-10T21:35:00.006-04:002009-08-13T20:35:52.652-04:008.10.09 - 344/365<p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2456/3815758222_a6f746a540_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2456/3815758222_a6f746a540_b.jpg" alt="at days inn" border="0" /></a>it's monday morning at 8 am in a days inn in east lyme ct<br />not at all where i expected to be<br />but sh*t happens<br /><br />last night in stop & go traffic<br />on I95<br />the mini met a cherokee jeep<br />and suffered major front end damage<br />(no one was hurt<br />and no,<br />i wasn't driving)<br /><br />now it's off to rent a car<br />(basically the same price as 2 train tickets<br />and it means the flowers & produce from <a href="http://fotola.com/berylium/neene/document-neene4a82f8dfa9705.html">the funny farm</a> will make it to brooklyn)<br />and try to get home in time to receive my paintings<br />which are being returned to me from my gallery today<br /><br />i knew there was a reason why i'd rather stay at home<br /><br /><br /></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2656/3816299692_eaf7edf314_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2656/3816299692_eaf7edf314_o.jpg" alt="in the studio" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">so many memories</span><br /></div><p><br /><br /></p>neenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295466235097667494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820544748779988383.post-42485548404702503522009-08-09T21:34:00.007-04:002009-08-12T16:28:33.872-04:008.9.09 - 343/365<p><a name="post"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3427/3813999044_7af6466f66_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3427/3813999044_7af6466f66_b.jpg" alt="on the beach" border="0" /></a>sunday and it's overcast<br />but at least it was out of bed<br />to the beach<br />that's the way i like<br />my time away<br />there are some nice big stones here<br />that can go back to the garden<br />that's always fun too<br /><br />i've taken this picture so many times before<br />for so many reasons...<br /><br />life's like that i guess<br />repeating patterns<br />under different circumstances<br /></p><p><a name="posta"> </a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2578/3814713231_2be0bcf9f5_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2578/3814713231_2be0bcf9f5_o.jpg" alt="on the beach" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">sidebar</span><br />& life ...<br />(or at least self portraits)<br />so much easier with sunglasses<br /><div style="text-align: right;"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2655/3813998688_dee7b36154_m.jpg" /></div>neenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295466235097667494noreply@blogger.com1