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moments of serendipity, and how we find each other out in the world.

she called out to me in the street, and i was at unawares. just the recognition wasn't enough. i could see a familiar shape, but dusk was descending, and maybe it could've been someone telling me my backpack was open.

but it wasn't at all.

separated briefly by a red light and how one cannot help but smile because you know hellos are in order. we greeted warmly, talked and strolled. then walked our way down south through the city, through the park. into and between the soft lights amidst the darkness.

everything looked brand new with another set of eyes peering around corners. exploration doesn't have to be rushed. you don't need to whip past so many things in order to feel like you did it, that you were there, that it meant something.

sometimes the slow pace is where you find out the most about yourself, your environment, and each other.

tonight's homework:

take a long walk with a friend to a destination unknown. keep your eyes open for everything and anything.

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  one year ago , i  began this blog  as a way to provide myself with a space to slow down from the at-the-time frenetic immediacy of my digital work. 
 i began to consider my basics again, as well as pare down on the gadgetry of a certain modern version of machinery that did the thinking for you. 
 choosing the polaroid land camera has allowed me to incorporate what beautiful confusion comes with letting go of all the precision, and leaves that sense of wonderment and magic intact. 
 the process of learning this camera is still a surprise. where it has strengths and weaknesses. where those subtle shifts in use or repair influence the outcomes. still fun and evolves each day. it’s like a portable therapeutic instrument which flexes and is patient. 
 i’ve brought this camera (along with a few others) with me at least every day since purchasing it, and have not stopped shooting. i hope to continue its use through all the films i find which are compatible, and then after the entire stock of the universe is disappeared, i’ll probably turn it into a lamp or planter, so that another great beauty may grow from its skeleton. 
 many thanks to all followers and supporters. it has been and continues to be a great pleasure. 
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one year ago, i began this blog as a way to provide myself with a space to slow down from the at-the-time frenetic immediacy of my digital work.

i began to consider my basics again, as well as pare down on the gadgetry of a certain modern version of machinery that did the thinking for you.

choosing the polaroid land camera has allowed me to incorporate what beautiful confusion comes with letting go of all the precision, and leaves that sense of wonderment and magic intact.

the process of learning this camera is still a surprise. where it has strengths and weaknesses. where those subtle shifts in use or repair influence the outcomes. still fun and evolves each day. it’s like a portable therapeutic instrument which flexes and is patient.

i’ve brought this camera (along with a few others) with me at least every day since purchasing it, and have not stopped shooting. i hope to continue its use through all the films i find which are compatible, and then after the entire stock of the universe is disappeared, i’ll probably turn it into a lamp or planter, so that another great beauty may grow from its skeleton.

many thanks to all followers and supporters. it has been and continues to be a great pleasure.

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 more rain in the forecast last night. and for a moment, it seemed like all the rainwater runoff, was flowing straight into my shoes. 
 the squish squish squish of wet shoes, wet socks, and eventually wet feet. 
 and what can you really do? 
 i mean, each time i feel like breaking out new shoes, it begins to rain. just like each time i feel like my day has gone completely full-tilt bananas, i find out it’s the full moon. 
 things happen, and you deal with them. elevated or serene, these occurrences do not have to define us. you can meet them full-faced and allow them access to your heart-space, where if you wish, they may reside and affect. 
 this ole goddamn long life with my sore muscles down through the meat to the bones…who cares about sopping wet feet in a rainstorm? 
 i’ve other worries and amazing things to attend to. 
 squish squish squish. 
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more rain in the forecast last night. and for a moment, it seemed like all the rainwater runoff, was flowing straight into my shoes.

the squish squish squish of wet shoes, wet socks, and eventually wet feet.

and what can you really do?

i mean, each time i feel like breaking out new shoes, it begins to rain. just like each time i feel like my day has gone completely full-tilt bananas, i find out it’s the full moon.

things happen, and you deal with them. elevated or serene, these occurrences do not have to define us. you can meet them full-faced and allow them access to your heart-space, where if you wish, they may reside and affect.

this ole goddamn long life with my sore muscles down through the meat to the bones…who cares about sopping wet feet in a rainstorm?

i’ve other worries and amazing things to attend to.

squish squish squish.

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 home is where the heart is right? then i feel like i’m home all the time. 
 not home home, but home in the sense of a place of contentment with a twinge of pining, seeking, and a dash of yearning. all in a nice jostling balance of course. 
 we’re always so worried about the tenuous nature of things and situations all the time. how will it work out? when is the right time for (fill in the blank)? perhaps it’s completely fine to feel a semblance of control over those things without actually having it. perhaps it is more interesting that way. 
 you’ll always have a home. you’ll always have a curiosity. why not shift focus when you feel unsure, and see what serendipity you can find out there in the world. 
 i bet it’s gonna be some weird funny lovely interesting beautiful strange wonderful. 
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home is where the heart is right? then i feel like i’m home all the time.

not home home, but home in the sense of a place of contentment with a twinge of pining, seeking, and a dash of yearning. all in a nice jostling balance of course.

we’re always so worried about the tenuous nature of things and situations all the time. how will it work out? when is the right time for (fill in the blank)? perhaps it’s completely fine to feel a semblance of control over those things without actually having it. perhaps it is more interesting that way.

you’ll always have a home. you’ll always have a curiosity. why not shift focus when you feel unsure, and see what serendipity you can find out there in the world.

i bet it’s gonna be some weird funny lovely interesting beautiful strange wonderful.

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 people with dreams and hopes are out there. 
 the remnants of conversation, delicious meals being source and prepared, countless heartaches, numerous joys, a thousand people shouting, millions of people singing melodies softly amidst the murmur of a city under the blanket of a waning winter. 
 the desolation of history is out there. this is a nod to the memory of the chandler piano co. sign i had seen unearthed by transition construction this past week. 
 the only thing lost by not taking a look is everything you may potentially gain. some times it seems so simple, and so furiously complex all at the same time. 
 peering through that rainy, grimy, beautiful window, i had to remind myself that there is always something fantastic about looking around the bend. 
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people with dreams and hopes are out there.

the remnants of conversation, delicious meals being source and prepared, countless heartaches, numerous joys, a thousand people shouting, millions of people singing melodies softly amidst the murmur of a city under the blanket of a waning winter.

the desolation of history is out there. this is a nod to the memory of the chandler piano co. sign i had seen unearthed by transition construction this past week.

the only thing lost by not taking a look is everything you may potentially gain. some times it seems so simple, and so furiously complex all at the same time.

peering through that rainy, grimy, beautiful window, i had to remind myself that there is always something fantastic about looking around the bend.

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 find the time today to really think about it all. you choose the topic, then tell yourself all the necessary motivations to see it through. 
 snowstorm in your face does not inherently mean snowstorm in your heart or sense of will. 
 you’re not at all or in the least alone, so get out there and show us what you got. 
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find the time today to really think about it all. you choose the topic, then tell yourself all the necessary motivations to see it through.

snowstorm in your face does not inherently mean snowstorm in your heart or sense of will.

you’re not at all or in the least alone, so get out there and show us what you got.

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