Driving along in my automobile and BAM! Guy stops in front of me. So I stop as fast as I can and BAM! My surfboard goes right through my car and hits my window and CRACK! 

Sometimes I feel that I couldn't even make this stuff up it's so ridiculous. 

Moments in relaxation. . .

Vacation, although short, was long enough for the fog to clear and for me to set some new goals.

-Draw more. I am good at it and I never do it.
-Write more. I thought of an idea for a book. It will be called Fragments. 

-Exercise more. Every day.

-I really need to give up wheat. It hurts my tummy but oh woe is me. I love nothing more than a piece of toast slathered in butter. . . 

-Yoga yoga yoga.

-Make more art! Get my hands in some clay. It's been too long, my heart aches .  . .

Off to the cape. . .

My parents have rented a house on Nauset Beach in the Cape. I am there for the next three days. I cannot wait to just relax. I am bringing my surfboard, my bike, and a book! The hurricane has created some great swell up here in New England so if you can, get out there! I am excited to get in the water, put my feet in the sand and soak my body in the sun. I miss living at the ocean. 

Enjoy the sun!

Inspiration for the Photo Taker

Photos by Hans-Christian Schink.

Feeling helpless. . .

Spending the weekend reading, What is the What has left me feeling helpless. How can these atrocities occur this very minute. The genocide of a people, a mass killing? And then to think, it's not just in Sudan. It is in many places; Somalia, Haiti, Zimbabwe, Bhutan, Iraq, Afghanistan, Chad, Kenya. . . . I feel like I need to do something. Mike tries to convince me that as an educator, I am doing something. I am in the position to help guide a generation to make better choices for the world. I know this, and this is why I became a teacher in the first place. Years of studying political science had left me feeling that the only place to make real change was with my country's youth. . . But this is an abstract and a long term, something. I want to see change NOW. I want the millions of refugees to have stability. A home. I want our world to stop fighting over oil. I want blood to mean more, to have a higher value than a barrel of oil. Is this too idealistic? Is it a possibility? Or is it how our human race exists; in a state of tragic duality of peace and war. Do we need to always have war in order for there to be peace? Can there be just peace? 

What is the What

A man's story of his escape from Sudan and his trials and tribulations making a life in America. A MUST READ!

wires

wires
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Another truck shot.

Rainy days in a big truck that sells ice cream

I took these shots and more (check my flickr) in an unsuccessful attempt to sell ice cream in fireworks. It was rained out. It was my first time in an ice cream truck in years and I passed the time playing around with the aperture settings on mike's new camera. Overall most of the shots came out well.

Seahorse - Devendra Banhart

Sometimes you just need to buy things for yourself.

Meet my new camera. The Holga 120N. I have wanted a Holga camera for about three years now. Today, thanks to Amazon, I am the owner of a Holga 120N. 

I successfully gave away a shelving unit via Freecyle today. The whole process took about three hours in between posting and the pick up. Way easier than bringing the unit to the dump!

Lately, I've become addicted to perusing the for sale on Craigslist. Living in Southern NH allows me to utilize both the boston and nh craiglist sites. . .


Random side note- - -does anyone have any suggestions on where to look for used, reasonably priced furniture. I really want a 72 inch long bookshelf and I feel like there must be some places I am not thinking of. I don't want something new, because I want to customize it. . . the search continues.

The Break Up

The Break Up
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