Saturday, December 25, 2004
I've been working on an inadvertent series for many years because the subject matter is always there, it's pictures of my son. Here's a couple:
In Prospect Park in Brooklyn, 2001. Our big oasis. We lived about 10 minutes away by foot. This was with a Twin Lens Yashicamat (I really liked this camera. I can't remember which one but I did lots of research on which one to get, I think I got it for $125 on ebay. If they made one with a wide angle lens that might be my only camera. I left it and a holga on the subway days after 9/11--they probably had to evacuate the train thinking it might be a bomb).
Along the access road, Minneapolis, 2003 - holga.
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You know when you live in an apartment building and the hallways take on the smell of what people are cooking, well I hate it when the smells seep under the doors or through the floors. I used to live in a place that smelled of frying hamburger 24/7. Currently, the smell of what I can only image as boiled rodent skins is seeping into my bedroom. This smell woke me up this morning! I'm sure the hall is just reeking--I've had to run down the hall holding my breath. Sometimes the food smell is great but not today.
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Christmas morning with an 8 year old in a too small apartment for your stuff is a little frightening. It's hard to walk across the living room floor and touch carpet. I go in there and just turn around. I have no idea what to do with all the stuff--and there are many gifts in the entry way that have not made it to the testing center in the living room. I can't even get all his current stuff put away in his room. I guess I need to get some shelving like they have in a warehouse and maybe one of those big rolling ladders. By the end of tomorrow every toy will be touched/used/played with for about 15 minutes and then left in it's place for the next thing.
In Prospect Park in Brooklyn, 2001. Our big oasis. We lived about 10 minutes away by foot. This was with a Twin Lens Yashicamat (I really liked this camera. I can't remember which one but I did lots of research on which one to get, I think I got it for $125 on ebay. If they made one with a wide angle lens that might be my only camera. I left it and a holga on the subway days after 9/11--they probably had to evacuate the train thinking it might be a bomb).
Along the access road, Minneapolis, 2003 - holga.
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You know when you live in an apartment building and the hallways take on the smell of what people are cooking, well I hate it when the smells seep under the doors or through the floors. I used to live in a place that smelled of frying hamburger 24/7. Currently, the smell of what I can only image as boiled rodent skins is seeping into my bedroom. This smell woke me up this morning! I'm sure the hall is just reeking--I've had to run down the hall holding my breath. Sometimes the food smell is great but not today.
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Christmas morning with an 8 year old in a too small apartment for your stuff is a little frightening. It's hard to walk across the living room floor and touch carpet. I go in there and just turn around. I have no idea what to do with all the stuff--and there are many gifts in the entry way that have not made it to the testing center in the living room. I can't even get all his current stuff put away in his room. I guess I need to get some shelving like they have in a warehouse and maybe one of those big rolling ladders. By the end of tomorrow every toy will be touched/used/played with for about 15 minutes and then left in it's place for the next thing.
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