Cat Calls and Flowers

4.30.12

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One of my absolute favorite things about warmer weather is the ability to drive with my windows down.  I dig it.  It’s noisy, my hair goes bonkers, things smell – but I dig it.  My favorite thing about today, the two dudes at the bus stop hollering un-gentlemanly things through said open windows.  Now lets be serious THAT is the picture I would have liked to take.  However, someone very very smaht once told me that acknowledging those types of things in any way sends the wrong message.  So, to celebrate today’s egregious cat calling, I bought myself flowers.  I am a firm believer that every girl should get flowers…even if she gets them for herself.

Squirrel Suit

4.29.12

A proficiency for art has always been something that has eluded me.  I was never someone who could draw anything more than random buildings or abstract cow prints (I grew up in NH what do you want?) I wanted so badly to be an artist.  To have the ability to draw, to paint, to sculpt…to capture a moment in time - but I just couldn’t do it.  I mean, my illustrations had all the appropriate pieces, and I guess they were in the appropriate places…but that’s about it. 

It wasn’t until I started taking pictures that I realized that while perhaps I couldn’t use my hands to paint or sculpt, I could certainly use them to guide my eye. 

Photography is such a personal art, as most are.  I don’t pretend to think I am an amazing photographer, or even a decent one - but every once in a while I get a good one.  Every once in a while I get one that captures a moment, and more importantly, a moment that means something.  My brothers’ wedding, sunsets in the desert, Louis’ first encounter with chocolate covered pears, my mother wearing an iron man mask, my old man rolling laps with a new hip – I mean honestly, it is such an amazing way to chronicle your life.

4.29.12

This project started out as a way to hone in on my photography “skills”.  To make me take a picture each day that challenged me to do something different.  Thankfully it turned into something so much more.  Something I can now look back on and cry, laugh, or shake my head in sheer and utter embarrassment.  Now I know that something different isn’t always possible.  Pictures sometimes suck.  BUT, if you live your life right, those pictures will always remind you of moments that are absolutely hilarious, horribly fantastic, ridiculously heart wrenching, and memorable…always, ALWAYS memorable.

It has been two years.  I have taken at least one picture each day for two years, and I have so many unbelievable memories.  To those of you who know me – I hope this next year is excellent, and I can’t wait for you to be a part of it.  For those of you who don’t, I hope you enjoy the composition, lighting, and artistry blah blah blah.  Welcome to One A Day – you are about to embark on a year of moments…ridiculous, stupid, hilarious, awful and at the same time, wonderful moments.