Some photos I took when we were with This Bike is a Pipe Bomb..
Pictures I took at the Billy Dirt Cult Spilt 12" Release Show..
Glacier Bay, Alaska. Whales and icebergs.. nice as concepts, scary in reality..
Sibling Mania!
(That's part of our Maneki Neko collection..)
3.6.3 I think I might be the worst photographer in the world.. James is getting into cameras (Lomo ones mainly.. we have a Holga and a Fed 5 on the way..) and all I can think is that the type of camera won't change how lousy I am.. I have a habit of breaking cameras, too. My last camera, a little Nikon that I paid way too much for because I bought it in Times Square, lasted six months, until I dropped it into Glacier Bay. Nikon said that seaweed wasn't covered under warranty.. Sigh.. I still have my first camera though.. A generic boxy Canon with the battery door taped shut. I got it for my eighth grade trip to Washington, D.C. and I remember being astonished at the photos that I took. It was so empowering. The world just seemed to open up.. (That's Helen and the Capital building; Helen and Patricia outside Mount Vernon..)
Now however.. I can't seem to find anything to take a picture of.. and whole rolls of film seem to fill themselves with inanities.. Here's some from a roll I got developed today although they were taken when I lived in New York.. (Me sleeping; Roommate Justina making fun of people taking pictures in Central Park; Blurry street corner; James' arm)
Last night around 10, I went for a walk to try and find content but alas came back empty handed.. (Obligatory head shot; Brick wall; From me on my back starring at the sky; My feet; The view from our apartments; My chest)
