Daily Photos

< February 2007 >

February 1, 2007
Kold Kacky (see November 1, 2006). A cold ride home. Potential music. Potent music. Remember Rwanda.

February 2, 2007
Temporary, but nice. Hopefully it can remember where all the buried nuts are. Friday afternoon fun. At the dancing and drumming workshop, they danced and they drummed. I watched. Good photos are a combination of a good camera and a good eye.

February 3, 2007
He has a real head for the pizza business. Homeland security. Un cantante/guitarrista de Nicaragua. Wake up, Cesar! Open your eyes and see: the food you eat was probably harvested by an immigrant.

February 4, 2007
Time . . . . . . passes. There were hardly any birds visible today. They probably found a warm place and stayed put. Situation ethics: my permit doesn`t authorize me to park here, but it saves me a 250 yard walk in zero wind chill. Someone seriously needs a shave.

February 5, 2007
Nativity scene from above. Why are libraries required to have coffee shops now? This is what zero degrees look like. Shh! Someone`s coming. I`ve been doing some light reading.

February 6, 2007
Indecision. This snowflake, and about 100 trillion others, got me off work early today. This is the second day in a row I`ve just shot pictures out the window. Maybe tomorrow I`ll venture outside. Rise above it. Watch your step.

February 7, 2007
As you can tell by the dark trails, sledding is prohibited. Sunny does not equal warm. I had to tread into untrodden snow to get this angle. Clumps of snow fell out of the trees and landed on my not-quite-three-week-old camera. I hate winter. It`s Wednesday, so that means Studio Photography class.

February 8, 2007
Another class came to look at my photo exhibit today, scribbling who-knows-what in their little notebooks. No birdfeeder is squirrel-proof, but this one is too easy. The sloppy squirrel above made it easy for this bird, which is too big to perch on the feeder. Here`s where we landed when they returned me to Earth. The last thing my camera sees at night.

February 9, 2007
It`s nice having a camera that works. This one is a little more noisy, so I sat away from the rest of the audience. Rhythm in Shoes: they do more than just dance. Cupology. Sometimes there`s both caring and conflict between two people. And sometimes they manage to get through it together.

February 10, 2007
Come set a spell. Remember that scene in `It`s a Wonderful Life` where George Bailey rescues his brother Harry from the ice? No two are alike. Spring must be coming. It was seven feet tall, covered in fur, and it went that way into the woods!

February 11, 2007
Scarcity of food forces birds to become creative. Scarcity of food forces birds to become aggressive. Hey, don`t put your lips on that thing! It`s frozen! Listen up, children: this shadow is curved because the sun is ROUND. Time to go inside and warm up.

February 12, 2007
A last-minute volunteer for my portrait class assignment. Don`t tell anybody, but she doesn`t really play the guitar. It`s hard to tell from this picture. Is she blonde? `Who are you calling a blonde?` A close relation to October 21, 2006. Incarnadine, sanguineous, coralline, rosy, vinaceous, rubious, claret, florid, scarlet . . . or just red.

February 13, 2007
Not me. The weather`s not fit for man nor beast. Classes are cancelled, but I have to work since I`m `essential personnel.` At least parking isn`t a problem. This person is more `essential` than I am. I told you sledding was prohibited.

February 14, 2007
Cold feet. I`m frozen to the core. Moments later, I was sitting there. A common sight when a photo class goes out for pizza. `If only I had fifty cents!`

February 15, 2007
I dropped off my car for service (this isn`t it) and walked to work. It was -1, but not bad since there wasn`t any wind. Sno-cone. Hey, that`s my seat! And my socks!!! You can tell a dog is healthy if it has a shiny coat. Now that`s gonna kill somebody.

February 16, 2007
It`s a real challenge for me to come up with different handwriting styles when I write nice things about myself. Read John chapter 2, verses 1 - 11. Pass the salt. You seed this pod before on January 24, 2007. Drip . . . drip . . . drip.

February 17, 2007
It`s really hard to find good buefalosn these days. Indoor Christmas lights bring cheer all year `round. A soprano`s life is so full of romance. Yes, that`s a romance novel flung into the far corner. Frozen bagel.

February 18, 2007
From time to time, we must all face rejection. Opponents find the red fingernails intimidating. `You wanna come over here and say that?` Opponents find the red headband intimidating. The big dig.

February 19, 2007
Dominion Academy`s dress code is somewhat formal. Is it windy in here? A photographer would look at the reflections in her eyes and say, `Ah, he used a soft box and umbrella.` Here`s what I photographed on the 1000th straight day I`ve been taking pictures. The prettiest pair of sisters since . . . my own.

February 20, 2007
With melting snow came thick fog. Marianist symbol. The most important person I`ve ever photographed: Paul Rusesabagina, made famous by `Hotel Rwanda.` These photos show you everything: even the kitchen sink. Since I made a small amount of money as a photographer in 2006, I`ve got to fill out the most complicated tax form.

February 21, 2007
Stand out from the crowd. Yes, but is it art? The only art gallery installation with a suffocation warning. Things are looking up. The state bird of Ohio.

February 22, 2007
The human race took its first wrong turn when we began to acquire STUFF. They don`t need any STUFF. Fences are a way we try to keep our STUFF from becoming someone else`s STUFF. Others are more trusting with their STUFF. Sit in your brick house full of STUFF, or fly free.

February 23, 2007
Let me know when you`re tired of snow pictures. And birds in trees, too. Trapped by winter. Must not be edible, or else they`d all be gone. Still the state bird of Ohio.

February 24, 2007
The face of origami. The face of mylar. Only those who exist may enter. Fetch me my pipe. Not another picture of a bird in a tree!

February 25, 2007
I`d like you to meet one of my best fronds. Water polo players never sweat. Go ahead, put your arms up. Or not. It won`t matter. And there`s time-out on the . . . floor? It`s so windy, there are whitecaps on the water.

February 26, 2007
G.I. Joe considers retiring to civilian life. Scenes from a neighborhood. No offense to anyone working today, but wouldn`t you rather hear a concerto Mozart wrote 200 years ago? Lobby light. Sky light.

February 27, 2007
Focus groups preferred this name over Crummy Burger. A snowplow ate the rest of it. There`s a right way and a wrong way to do something. Home sweet church. So . . . it was a gray day.

February 28, 2007
I will never have a dartboard because I will never have a basement. I will never have a 4x5 inch camera because I don`t shoot film. Actually, you can get a 4x5 inch camera that shoots digital, but they`re absurdly expensive. Ah, the weariness of being a model. Everyone treats you like an object. People always assume models don`t have any depth.

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