The room is silent. All I have on my screen are these 14 words. Shelves and shelves, of everything. The journal of cellular plastics to the left, all 12 volumes. Eastman Kodak co, journals of photographic silence. A slight warbling of the air conditioner.
I would have never thought that popular photography would take up three [...]
There are many types of spaces. Busy ones, empty ones, calm ones, tense ones; vast spaces, small spaces. But never boring spaces. Every space has a story. How it was built, what it is used for, the story of the people who use it, the future of the space, why it is; some stories are simple, those of nature, or of still life. Some have meaning, some superficial, unimportant, of the moment.
A clump of yellow shirted tourists sits and wanders around on the sidewalk appearing to kill time, maybe waiting for a parade or a spontanious street show that will not happen. A couple, likely european, walks down the street on the left side, oblivious to the balloon hawker. Children skip ahead or lag behind their [...]
I have so many things to do today. My company just got bought out by Google which will be excellent in the long run but has generated a massive list of things for me to do.
How can tourists be tourists? To be at a park from 9 in the morning till 11 at night requires incredible stamina.
The sun is rising, I, going to bed.
The birds are waking, I, going to sleep.
