Sunday, May 31, 2009

TO LEE GRAHAM.

YOUR GIFT, FOREVER:


STORY:
i've always thought the unicorn was a beautiful piece to identify with. your ties, the bronzini line, with the unicorn emblazoned are beautiful beyond belief. this summer, when you passed me this incredible sculpture, i was extremely honored. thus, for my lighting course this semester, i decided it would be a lovely object to photograph. i hope you enjoy it. i will cherish it for as long as i live.

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TIES TOGETHER:


ON THE WALL:


STORY:
part of me finds this blasphemous and part of me finds it beautiful. i've got quite the affinity for ties and, i'd presume, your love for them runs deeper than mine[which is saying quite a bit]. how do you feel? i think i'd prefer them around necks, myself.

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IN ANOTHER COUNTRY:


STORY:
when i went to italy in 2006, i found this glass sculpture in a shop in venice. i'm not sure if i ever showed you this photo, and i thought now would be my chance to.

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TIE CLIPS:


STORY:
i've begun wearing tie clips and i don't believe we've ever had a proper conversation about them. do you prefer them? did you ever wear any yourself? do you feel they enhance tie wearing?

Saturday, May 30, 2009

POCKET NOVELS.

TRAILS TROD:

(l to r: mom, dan, charlie, and dad )

STORY:
i finally had the pleasure of meeting the kind sir, DAN MCWILLIAMS. we drove to jasper and had some of his INCREDIBLE PIZZA, and then received a tour of his studio and latest paintings.

about four years ago, i lusted over ONE of his paintings. i saw it at spiva and i've been a huge fan ever since. someday, i shall have the funds to purchase it.


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EGGED:

(l to r: mom)

STORY:
hollowed. waxed. tinted. the PYSANKY eggs are beautiful.

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PACKED:


STORY:
people in joplin sure know how to pack a van. i wonder if this was just for one household.

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TOPPED OFF:

(l to r: me and momma)

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EXTRA:

in natural selection, the benefits of MENTAL ILLNESS

NOTES on sweating

one of four easel paintings by MICHELANGELO sells
LIVING PLANT.

OUT:

(l to r: jesse)

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BELTING:

(l to r: chase)

STORY:
the good soul, CHASE CARLISE, played an open mic night at the kitchen pass. good tunes for a good evening.

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ONWARD OILS:

(l to r: momma)

STORY:
my mother keeps pressing the brush to the canvas and making beautiful things.

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HEALTHY STOP:

(l to r: dad)

STORY:
i had lunch with my father and it was a good thing filled with nice stories. following it, we looked for local honey and investigated socks.

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EXTRA:

the NEW world's largest corporation

THIS isn't the sort of spectacle that should be on television; being about a family with eight kids was okay, but a show documenting a collapsing marriage is wrong. in 20 years, the kids will have the chance to watch their family fall apart in the season 5 dvd. this needs to stop now.

Friday, May 29, 2009

NEW NAME, DAY SEVEN.

SUIT MEN:

(l to r: adam and eric)

STORY:
adam and i had one last job before we split town - return the suits. fortunately, most people had returned their garb the night before. we only had to round up a couple. sadly, after heading into town, we learned the store was closed for memorial day.

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GOODBYES:

(l to r: mary sue and adam)

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FINAL PIECES:

(l to r: adam, mr. wyszykski, natalie, pat, and mrs. wyszyski)

STORY:
trying to get all the dominos lined up. adam signed the wedding book - and i left a little note too.

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COVER:


STORY:
mobile had some nice trees. it felt almost like a canopy.

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TO REST:

(l to r: lacy)

STORY:
the good woman, lacy, allowed adam and i to crash at her place in memphis. thank you, ms. lacy! you were quite the gracious host.

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IN THE MORNING:

(l to r: adam)

STORY:
in the continuing tradition of posting photos of adam sleeping, i felt it necessary to end the series of posts with one more. following the taking of this photo, we proceeded to joplin without any problems.
NEW NAME, DAY SIX.

MEAL FOR STRONG FEET:

(l to r: max, mrs. wyszynski, alex, and chase)

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SET-UP:

(l to r: eric)

STORY:
everyone was running little errands or doing little things for about 4 or 5 hours.

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LAST PREPARATIONS:

(l to r: adam, pat, and alex)

STORY:
everything fit. i ironed pat's shirt. off we went to hear two people say, "i do."

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FINISHING TOUCHES:

(l to r: kellie and the flower girls)

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GUIDERS:

(l to r: eric and ryan)

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FLOWER PARTY:


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SOME, US, ALL, WE - BOYS:

(l to r: alex, adam, bop, chase, and i)

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THE POPPAS AND THE POPPAS BAND:

(l to r: mr. wyszykski and mr. turk)

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LAST GLIMPSE:

(l to r: pat)

STORY:
this was the last photo i took of pat before he and natalie became one.

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SANDY SHOTS:


STORY:
we took photos jumping, lying, smiling, staring, laughing, kissing, and holding.

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LOVERRRRR:

(l to r: pat and natalie)

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GONE BOYS:

(l to r: bopp, alex, adam, chase, and max)

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OHS AND AHS:

(l to r: mary sue, lindsey, and [unidentified])

STORY:
it is very easy to get caught up in the love that surrounded the whole event. these three fine females are a good example of this.

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LOOKING FOR GOLD:

(l to r: isabell)

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SPEECHES, ROUND TWO:

(l to r: lindsey)

STORY:
being maid of honors and best man, lindsey, whitney, and i gave a few speeches. the crystal rang loud and the words rang true.

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SHINES AND SPARKLES:


STORY:
pat and natalie escaping the clutches of the crowd. onward to the bug, they flee.

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FALLING ACTION:


STORY:
the kids have gone, and the party continues.

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MOUSTACHED QUEENS:

(l to r: bri, keesha, me, sasha, and whitney)

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CRAB HUNTING:

(l to r: max and keesha)

STORY:
we went crab hunting and, actually, caught a crab. it was unbelievable, a good pet, and released in about 20 minutes.

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SAND BETWEEN THE TOES:

(l to r: keesha and sasha)

STORY:
it was impossible to keep sand out of the places we lived. i think i had sand in my bed every evening. by the end, i almost liked the feeling.
NEW NAME, DAY FIVE.

WHEREVER:

(l to r: adam[bed], eric, chase, and max)

STORY:
the night before was a bit too much fun. here everyone is, probably, still a bit impaired from the evening before.

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FLOWERS:

(l to r: mr. wyszynski, mrs. wyszynski, bopp, natalie, pat, max, and eric )

STORY:
the flowers finally arrived after many days of expected arrival.

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GRAPEFRUITED:

(l to r: max)

STORY:
the map of panama city had about 74 fake/old publix(grocery store) locations. max and i drove every which way trying to find just one actual store. when we did, the large conversions on how many grapefruit juices we needed was a struggle (c'mon, i go to an art school). following the taking of this picture, max and i picked up 18 frozen grapefruit juices, and one ended up being dropped directly on my big toe. it was basically a free massage.

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VITAMIN D:

(l to r: eric, max, adam, chase, and bopp)

STORY:
the sun clears up all to make all things good.

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BAGGED WITH TISSUE:

(l to r: kate, max, lindsey, adam, chase and pat)

STORY:
the bridesmaids and groomsmen arrived at the beach house to open their gifts from pat and natalie.

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FOR THE THOUGHTS AND MUSINGS:


STORY:
i was given a nice journal/sketchbook. it was exactly what i needed and perfect. thanks, pat and natalie.

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PRACTICE MAKES PERFECT:


STORY:
we ran through the wedding rehearsal making sure that all things were in their right place.

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TASTY COUPLE:

(l to r: pat and natalie)

STORY:
they surrounded scrumptious chocolate from RICHARDSON'S.

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STORYTIME:


STORY:
many of pat and natalie's close friends stood to share a story or a feeling. it was a very nice moment that i'm sure many of us will remember for a long time.

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UPPER LIP:


STORY:
the newly acquired three piece suit made its debut. eric and i fashioned a bunch of moustaches for the whole dinner party. good things were about to happen.

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YIPPEE SKIPPEE:

(l to r: david, max, kate, eric, ryan, adam, chase, and sam)

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ATTACKER:


STORY:
i was attacked by this bug. it was a very scary moment. i was just admiring it, and then it spazzed out and started flying at me.

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RAPE:

(l to r: sara, bri, ryan, keesha, sasha, and whitney)

STORY:
the moustaches can bring out the best and worst in people.

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IN IT:

(l to r: pat and natalie)

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NOT STOPPING BELIEVING:

(l to r: chase, blake, natalie, adam, alisha, and colin)

STORY:
we all sang ms. natalie's song, journey's don't stop believing. we've all got the vocal chords of angels.