Tuesday, September 26, 2006

These are the other photographs that were chosen to be displayed:

A stranger

Bridge

Gourds


Today, a couple of classmates and I were asked to stay behind. Our professor told us that he was particularly impressed with our photographs and our tests that we took last week and that he wanted us to consider taking photographs at the university theater productions and symphonies, recitals, and other music stuff. He also wants us to become very familiar with the darkroom and Adobe Photoshop. All of that sounds exciting to me. Good times.

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Tuesday, September 19, 2006

So, I'm taking a photography course. I thought it would be an easy A. You know: you go to class, listen about famous photographers, learn why they're famous (they're design, use of light, subject matter, content, etc.), learn to employ similar things in your own photography, learn to print, learn what f-stops and aperture and such mean, take a bunch of pictures, turn them in, make A's on the tests. Easy as pie! Right? Wrong! When we merely do the assignments (36 pictures every 3 weeks), we get a flat C (70/100). We build from there. Every one of our photographs that gets displayed in the hallway garners us 4 more points. So to get a flat A (90/100), we have to get 5 pictures displayed. That's a LOT!

Before today, I thought our teacher had told us that if we were to get anything posted in the hallway, we would get an A; if it was posted in the classroom, we would get a B. I was feeling really good because I got FOUR pictures posted out in the hallway, and there were only 5 bulletin boards with about 10 pictures each attached. 4/50 seems AWESOME considering there are about 32 people in all enrolled in the photography sections. But before we saw our grades, he explained the above flat C/4 points per displayed photo thing. I started feeling antsy. I only had 86 points if all that was going to be displayed was already up. But I got an A! They chose 6 of my pictures to display. I don't know what 2 of them are yet, but here are the 4 that are in the hallway for the entire world that passes through those halls to see.

Brad

It seemed like a good idea at the time
This is how it was displayed.

Old bridge Bayou Desiard

Umbrella


I'm excited to see what else was chosen because when I saw some of the above, my immediate reaction was, "Huh. I wonder why they chose that instead of [some others I was thinking were better]." If you want to see what else I turned in, you can go to my flickr page and check them out. We have very specifically general things that we are to photograph. Nature designs, Man designs, Objects without any color (i.e., blacks, white, and grays are what we want, WITHOUT using the black and white camera option), Objects with one color (again blacks, whites, and grays can be in abundance, and then one color), Portrait, Portrait as symbol (subjective), Window-lit portrait, and, of course, any other pictures we want to take. I'm having a lot of fun, and it's a blast seeing my stuff displayed.

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Thursday, September 14, 2006

I just found out today that my dad has been reading this, so you know what that means. Keep all sexual advances to a minimum. Or a maximum. That way we could smoke him out.

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Tuesday, September 12, 2006

I TOLD you she didn't look like a baby girl who wanted to die. She did not get put down today. She is spared for a while longer, which makes me happy because I love my baby girl. It also frustrates me because I will just have to do all of that emotional stuff another day. But, WHEW! She was out in the front yard when I drove up to my parents' house just now. And she's all plucky and stuff.

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Monday, September 11, 2006

Does this look like the face of a baby girl who wants to die tomorrow? Oh. It does? That is so not what I was seeing. I was seeing my Baby Girl, Mollie, who used to be spry and springy, then really lazy but really lovable. But, you're telling me that all good things come to an end. That sucks. I don't want to hear that right now.

Mollie and I used to play this game. It was called "Piss Dad Off," which isn't very hard to do. I mean, we didn't have to play this game to do that. How it works is Dad gets home from work and sits down in his chair, and I think we all know what happens a few minutes after Dad sits down in his chair. After he's been sitting for a few minutes and starts snoring, Mollie and I make eye contact. I stare at her intensely and then I crouch down in sort of an attack pose. Then she sort of does it, too, like in this picture. And then she barks and barks and barks. And HOO-BOY! Does Dad ever get P-I-S-T!! We played our last game of that tonight.

So, I guess I'll just go to bed now and go to class tomorrow and try to pretend it's not happening. Who am I kidding? I'm being the biggest baby right now. I already miss her.

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Friday, September 08, 2006

A conversation from a few minutes ago:

Kiki: OH NO!!!
Azucar: You missed the last cab?
Kiki: BRAD PITT WILL NOT MARRY ANGELINA!
Kiki: UNLESS EVERYONE CAN GET MARRIED TO WHOMEVER THEY WISH!
Kiki: OMG!
Kiki: WHAT WILL I DO?!
Kiki: I'M GOING BACK TO SLEEP BECAUSE OBVIOUSLY MY WORLD HAS SHATTERED INTO A MILLION TINY PIECES.
Kiki: DAMN YOU, BRAD! DAMN YOU!
Azucar: I just finished reading that and this was my reaction:
Azucar: *eye-roll*

But seriously, y'all, my biggest fantasy involves Brad and Angelina being MARRIED! How is that EVER supposed to happen now?! They'll be old and wrinkly before we let the gays marry, and who wants old and wrinkly? Ew!

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