if, if, if.
there’s this christmas present that’s been sitting next to my bed since four bedrooms ago. there’s a painting and a note and a CD of all the songs that we listened to a lot that fall.
everything is just a contract, right?
sign on the dotted line? is one year of my affection okay?
is it poor form to ask for my money back?
she gave me my christmas present in may.
i lost it.
we don’t talk anymore.
and it’s not like i’ve never written about this before -
“we don’t talk anymore” doesn’t sting like it should
admitting that you were wrong is the worst part
why can’t i give a shit long enough for anything to matter?"
- i think i painted it like fourteen months ago, or something. (via fakethewayiholdyou)
scientists have made a lot of failed attempts to define our senses
but did you know that aristotle theorized that the touch organ is the heart?
did you know that i agree with him?
i feel like his definition holds true when i taste you
did you know that humans are not the only animals who have the capacity for attachment?
maybe it invalidates our saturday mornings if whales can fall in love too,
but did you know
did you know that the speed of our heartbeat is proportional to our lifespan,
putting us somewhere in between a mouse and an elephant,
putting us somewhere a lot closer to the mouse when
muscle memory (or maybe physics) takes over
did you know that i have known you for twenty-one dog years?
did you know that they tried to create a model for human behavior based on a database,
where we react as a result of scanning stored information, but
not even the strongest computer could replicate learned behavior
and the strongest computer couldn’t love you as hard as i do.
did you know that what you say and what i hear are different,
but our brains can find meaning in anything that is consistent?
science has made a lot of failed attempts to define our senses
but i do not need wavelengths or fields or spectrums to understand
how you react with mine
- what science says about you and me (via fakethewayiholdyou)
best day/worst day, 2013
black and white prints from 35mm negatives
subjects were recorded and photographed after being asked to talk about the best and worst day of their life in as much detail as possible. everyone was willing to reveal with words, but not everyone was willing to reveal with body language and facial expression. some people were uncomfortable and couldn’t finish the roll of film while others talked long after i was done shooting.
i was curious to see how much people would tell me without knowing any information about my best or worst day, and was surprised to find that it didn’t matter. i think people are private, but still looking for an excuse to just say things out loud.
PRINTS FOR SALE!
- $10 for an 8x10
- $20 for an 11x14
- All original prints
- Price depends on paper type, size, toning processes, color vs. black and white etc but most are 8x10 and $20+
Daily iPhone Diary Prints
- $3 for a 4x6
- I’m doing a blurb book of the best of these with small stories about each one when the project is finished if you want to wait around for that
I’ve been using this blog since early 2012 I think and I still have almost everything, so if there’s something that you want, even old drawings and paintings and sculptures, email me at firstname.lastname@example.org and we’ll figure out shipping, or if you want it framed or matted or anything like that.
You can still get the $1 & $2 zines here!