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[03 Nov 2008|07:39pm]
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word. [03 Nov 2007|10:56am]

This is the big one.

It's the reason I and everyone I know is insane right now. It's the undergrad legacy, the face for our entire life body of photography so far, and the application for graduate studies. It's what I think about and work on, all day, every day. [110% serious]

It's ok, I already had my nervous breakdown on Monday.

Monday, November 26th until Friday, December 7th, 2007
PAC Gallery at Grand Valley State University - Allendale, MI

Open Monday through Friday, 10am-5pm

Opening Reception:
Thursday, November 29th from 5pm-7pm

Let me know via lj or facebook if you want a facebook invite.
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[19 Mar 2007|11:00pm]
Most entries since October are friends-only, fyi. So add me if you like.
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Waking up [14 Mar 2007|09:52am]
[ mood | content ]

Yesterday Jamie and I sat outside in the sun after reserving thousand-dollar cameras for secretly recreational-not-assignment purposes, aka to take to Florida this weekend when we go for the SPE conference/party funtime. I sat in on the photo history class because I'm weird and then got my girl scout cookies from Tony and walked out with my entire class next hour when our prof didn't show after 15 minutes.

After dinner I took the cookies to my car, got all my crazy paper and went down to the lab. Kate and Jason were fighting with the printer-beast in 007 so I left my stuff in there and hung out with Briana in the color room. She brought bread and cheese and we listened to sufjan and I spun around in my chair while she played with color.

It was a day that I felt, hmm, very much like myself.

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[15 Nov 2006|06:06pm]
[ mood | always at school ]

All of my music has become too loaded for me to listen to. It's incredible how certain songs can take you right back to a certain time, place, or feeling. But it's gotten to the point where everything is tied to something else and maybe I just don't want to think about it. I can never listen to anything for what it is anymore.


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Say something [06 Nov 2006|11:26pm]
Don't forgot to vote tomorrow.
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And all the world is sleeping like a baby tonight [02 Nov 2006|10:55pm]
[ mood | calm ]

I'm over the Halloween thing. Today I bought a rake and a [third] snowbrush because we have tons of leaves and it's snowing. Because I live in Michigan AND never remember to bring the snowbrush back from the RO in time. Love the darkroom. Eat pears for dinner. Uninterested in everything pr- good thing it's my minor. Will be 22 in eighteen days.

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I keep missing this holiday [31 Oct 2006|03:07pm]
[ mood | disappointed ]

Damnit, I want to celebrate Halloween too! But that doesn't happen if you go to Nebraska for the weekend before, and then have class 6-9 on the actual day. I'm really disappointed about that because this year I could have actually handed out candy to the hyper costumed children; I live in a HOUSE downtown in a NEIGHBORHOOD! Argh to that. Maybe I will skip my lab though to go to Mottman's near campus to frolick through the orchard by myself and buy something fall-esque. And pretend that I don't miss out on things.

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Driving and not sleeping, paper lanterns and photos in the air [29 Oct 2006|09:26pm]
[ mood | pleased ]

Dear Omaha,

I'm sorry I thought that you would have tumbleweeds and might smell like cow shit. You didn't and you were wonderful, independent of the absence of those things.


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[12 Oct 2006|11:07am]
[ mood | drained ]

For the second year in a row, I find myself unprepared for the snow. Clearing off my car with an umbrella and wearing ten shirts with socks on my hands. Not really though. Except the umbrella part is true. I just thought it was fall, or something.

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Bless you boys [07 Oct 2006|08:01pm]
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[21 Sep 2006|08:21am]
Happy birthday Anne!
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On sidewalks poured in 1996 [05 Sep 2006|10:24pm]
[ mood | good ]

Moral of the Labor Day Weekend story is that my friends and boyfriend are wonderful. Any trip through EL and back to the RO will tell me this time and again. It's true.

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Summer-sweet smells [02 Aug 2006|08:50pm]
Well, you know they have to grow the corn somewhere. The hills are alive!
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[27 Jul 2006|05:16pm]
"Shyness is a self-imposed prison." -research methods prof
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One for the now and eleven for the later [19 Jul 2006|02:33pm]
[ mood | annoyed ]

So I'm doing an independent study as a follow-up to the southwest workshop. I have to figure out a project within the 1000+ photos I have already taken and cannot retake, re-read my journal & notebook from the trip, pore over all the little prints and try to recognize and pick something out that could come together as set of 10ish images with some kind of unifying concept. I have to think a lot and write a lot and come to some realization/statement/interpretation/observation /______/______/______.

Aaaaand it figures that the color machine at school would be "down for the summer"! WTF!

So I need to learn how to scan negatives the right way- I've been pretending I know how to for a long time- and master the huge honking mass of an [ink] printer in the [computer] lab. No more color darkroom and weird fumes and refrigerated paper. :(

I'm disappointed, I have to say. And a little ANGRY. I really don't like digital prints that much- they never look how they would with film. When you work with an image on a computer, you are seeing transmitted light, and when you print it out that's reflected light. THEY NEVER LOOK THE SAME, or least I can't get them to.

This is/was my only chance to print all that stuff in the other lab myself. There's no way I'll have time to do it in the fall, and next summer the machine could very well be down again, and a year from now all these feelings and thoughts about the trip will have been reduced to what I write, and remembered only in an assisted way through the journal and the photos. I won't have anything fresh from actual experience, but reminders instead. I have to do it now.


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"I was lying on the grass on Sunday morning of last week..." [11 Jul 2006|07:31pm]
[ mood | bouncy ]

I MISS MY GIRLS!!!!!!!!!!!!

I got mail from Ashaleeeee and Jenny, who are similarly but separately trapsing about the Colorado/Wyoming wilderness right now. So yay for that, but I miss talking to them. And Kate Brown. And ohhh, Sarah Marck. And other people too but obviously this is just a mention of people who won't read. I should pick up the damn phone more often.

I actually have time to read and learn for the class I'm in right now, which is ironic because I'm taking it credit/no credit. Must not try too hard- I won't waste an A. haha.

I finally got all of my film processed and got a single 4x6 print of each image. Bye, $400. Oh well. SO WORTH IT!!!!! My eyes are on overload and it is awesome.

Way to start every paragraph with I! yeah yeah.

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Summer in the city [06 Jul 2006|01:15am]
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There is no time in the mountains! [20 Jun 2006|11:25pm]
After happy hour last Tuesday at a bar in Aspen, Colorado, Whitney and I drove 27 hours straight out of the mountains, accidently took a 300-mile detour through Kansas, and crashed at a particulary shady Econolodge outside Chicago on Wednesday night. At 5:30 the next morning I was on a commuter train to go downtown to meet Kris for breakfast/see him for the first time in over a month. Then I slept the whole way back to East Lansing where Whitney lives, met her family, and drove myself home from there, reaching 696 promptly at rush hour per usual.

I'm feeling the culture shock for sure. It feels weird to be inside for any reason other than to buy something. After two nights on the couch, I set up my tent in the backyard and have been sleeping out there, haha. The comparative humidity is stifling and my house feels huge but constricting at the same time.

And, holy shit. The trip was so incredible, in many different ways. I feel like the luckiest girl ever to have had the opportunity and experience.

15 photographers + 6 cars + the party van + 1 month + 5,000 miles + the Chaco road of death + free-range cattle + different places + different cultures + different landscapes + 30-packs of Mexican beer + turquoise jewelry + a summer's tan in two days + frisbee + New Mexico + Utah + finally busting out of the desert and into Colorado/Eden + off-roading in our compact cars + seeing in the dark + climbing to the top of the world + 104 degrees + party polaroids + flip-flops in the snow + the car ferry + swimming in Lake Powell + visiting a Colorado darkroom and thinking the chemical fumes smelled like home + "NAH, SON" + so much Yahtzee + creepy Madrid + six showers in 30 days + our party cabin + the Vega State Park wheelbarrow outside our door the next morning + tan lines vs. dirt lines + the delirious hike to the stone arch + collectively buying a store out of all of its cheese + "it's the altitude" + the ranger in a golf cart + u-turns + aggressive chipmunks + petroglyphs & pictographs + sleeping under the stars + 1,041 photographs = good GOOD times and exhilaratingly happy campers. Most of the time :)

I gotta say. It's beautiful, wonderful, extraordinary to be alive.
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