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the event had an opt-out from photos where people could wear neon wristbands, but in practice it's kinda impossible to tell who in the audience is actually wearing one cuz most of the time both of a persons wrists aren't visible, so i took it as an interesting limitation to crop and rotate heavy to get only the action in the shots. pretty fun stuff. shot with a manual focus 28mm on apsc so i had to be riiight up on the pool to get these shots. i'm still trying to get the oil out of my lens and camera heh.. a good pile more of these photos will end up here in the near future
nines does sequential documentation of a day that was way too hot but healing all the same.
cuddling by the fan, trying to beat the heat with the cats, cooling off in the library, reading comics, wandering down the street to get a drink and some gyros, back home and melting in the heat even as the sun sets, discovering the ac and watching star trek with the cat, then working on the house, hanging on the porch enjoying the breeze, ending the day with drinks on the curb
i miss: my cat, my friends, bidets, toilets, washing my hands, showers, baths, just really everything associated with having running water (turns out that was a cool invention [i wish public bathhouses existed here that would solve a lot of my problems right now]), air conditioning, insulated living spaces, the list goes on
i dont miss: the extreme psychological torture, having to drive like 30 minutes to ever do anything
let's see how long this lasts
first, what we were greeted with when we first arrived,
second, a view out of one of the windows,
third, a view of the new bridge to canada from the nearby boat launch that is fiercely guarded by a lot robocop
poisoned shadow sweeping across the land, a giant needle and thread, a cult who eats godslime to become children again
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@999999999 hi, sorry for the long delay, i'm in a strange place with photography currently but it'll come back (as always, its fatal)
please write in ways that make you comfortable. no need to lock yourself
i don't have words to react to what you wrote, without repeating myself at least. so, i'll recommend you a book i thought you might like
the first Surrealist Manifesto
(André Breton, 1924)
you might have already read it, but if not, i feel like it would be a read you'd echo with. i'd be curious to know how you feel about it too
@(: ❤️ thanks. hope you've been doing alright too.
more and more shit keeps going strange and wrong and it's starting to feel like rather than bouncing back, maybe i'll be pounded into the other side of it all. we're barely into this year and it's been so weird already.
bad things happening to me/those around me is more exciting than the rot i think.
a sine wave between nervous energy and body-melting lethargy.
i'm simultaneously more inspired and more paralyzed than ever.
i'm going through it while asking "what's coming up next?".
i want to erode the barrier between thought and action.
i'm typing this unhinged message to you sleep deprived and coming down from disaster energy instead of: reading your messages, then closing the webpage and telling myself i'll respond when i wake back up, waking back up, forgetting to respond all day, opening this page, then spending a few minutes typing out a very carefully crafted 2 or 3 sentence reply.
fuck it. now is the time to be stranger than the world is to me.
i photograph the street view a lot too, let's pretend its genius for our own sake eh? i hope you'll be fine. if this means anything to you, i think you're doing very interesting things with your photography lately, however i hope its not eating you