Look! Kids in sunglasses, Maggie busking, Nick going away forever (or a year and a half), the sun shining through my back door, and a little sunset drive.
Showing posts with label Nick Williams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nick Williams. Show all posts
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
it's time that i was going
i'm going away soon, so my goal is to be up to date within 24 hours.
Look! Kids in sunglasses, Maggie busking, Nick going away forever (or a year and a half), the sun shining through my back door, and a little sunset drive.
Look! Kids in sunglasses, Maggie busking, Nick going away forever (or a year and a half), the sun shining through my back door, and a little sunset drive.
Friday, April 27, 2012
videos are for another day.
David Harper's birthday was sometime in the past year--i'm so far behind that it definitely wasn't any time real recently.
i went sledding with Nick and Anne, Alec joined us and we ate dinner, and then we went to celebrate.
Celebrating involved Mike Thomas introducing us to music.
'I got up and walked out. I began my walk home. So, that's what they wanted: lies. Beautiful lies. That's what they needed. People were fools. It was going to be easy for me. I looked around. Juan and his budddy were not following me. Things were looking up.'
--Charles Bukowski, Ham on Rye
i went sledding with Nick and Anne, Alec joined us and we ate dinner, and then we went to celebrate.
Celebrating involved Mike Thomas introducing us to music.
'I got up and walked out. I began my walk home. So, that's what they wanted: lies. Beautiful lies. That's what they needed. People were fools. It was going to be easy for me. I looked around. Juan and his budddy were not following me. Things were looking up.'
--Charles Bukowski, Ham on Rye
Monday, January 2, 2012
Year in Review: people doing things
2011 is freshly over, so in the spirit of Scott Strazzante, i have decided to throw together a few blog posts in which i review 2011 and the photography that it held.
In this edition, i have chosen to arbitrarily lump a few pictures together in which people are doing things, more or less.
i'm going to have another round of pictures (or several) in which people are doing things. i have managed to convince myself that those pictures are more about either the people or the landscape, whereas these pictures are more about the action (or perhaps the event--while i'm making ad hoc categories, i might as well go all out...)
It was a good year, i suppose. i watched thousands of people smoke pot (and i watched thousands of people watch thousands of people smoke pot) at 4:20 on April 20. i slacklined with Colin Stringer. i played bocce with Colin Stringer. i slacklined with John Stewart. i rode horses with my seesturr. i saw my car patiently waiting for me whenever i got back from a hike, eager to take me home to shower (even when a tree limb 8-10 inches in diameter plummeted from the sky, landing within a foot of my car--not on the depicted day). i climbed Kelso Ridge on Torreys Peak with Kris Doubleday (and Casey High, who isn't in this set). i watched No Limits and The Gypsies tensely watch the season finale of Expedition Impossible (tense even though they were themselves the contestants, and new who won). i watched both teams celebrate wildly when The Gypsies won and No Limits took second (or, if they were Taylor Filasky, i watched them smile jubilantly amid the raucous celebration). i made hot chocolate on a cold and windy night with Nick Williams and Alec Buchner. And i cut up trees with the other beer men.
In this edition, i have chosen to arbitrarily lump a few pictures together in which people are doing things, more or less.
i'm going to have another round of pictures (or several) in which people are doing things. i have managed to convince myself that those pictures are more about either the people or the landscape, whereas these pictures are more about the action (or perhaps the event--while i'm making ad hoc categories, i might as well go all out...)
It was a good year, i suppose. i watched thousands of people smoke pot (and i watched thousands of people watch thousands of people smoke pot) at 4:20 on April 20. i slacklined with Colin Stringer. i played bocce with Colin Stringer. i slacklined with John Stewart. i rode horses with my seesturr. i saw my car patiently waiting for me whenever i got back from a hike, eager to take me home to shower (even when a tree limb 8-10 inches in diameter plummeted from the sky, landing within a foot of my car--not on the depicted day). i climbed Kelso Ridge on Torreys Peak with Kris Doubleday (and Casey High, who isn't in this set). i watched No Limits and The Gypsies tensely watch the season finale of Expedition Impossible (tense even though they were themselves the contestants, and new who won). i watched both teams celebrate wildly when The Gypsies won and No Limits took second (or, if they were Taylor Filasky, i watched them smile jubilantly amid the raucous celebration). i made hot chocolate on a cold and windy night with Nick Williams and Alec Buchner. And i cut up trees with the other beer men.
Thursday, December 29, 2011
we need more fire.
A few days after i took the pictures from my previous update, my friend Nick's wife was out of town. To prevent him from being sad and alone on a Thursday night (or whatever night it may have been), i took him and our friend Alec back up to the overlook in the mountains. We made "hot" chocolate (haha...) in 20 degree weather with 25-30 mph winds. We were very happy.
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