Archive for January, 2011

“Well I suppose nothing is meant to last forever.”

Perhaps you’ve already heard of her, but if you haven’t, you’re in for a treat!

Vivian Maier worked as a reclusive nanny in Chicago in the 1950s-60s. Five decades later, over 100,000 negatives reveal Ms. Maier to be one of the most talented street photographers in our history. Her photographs (the few that have thus far been scanned) are uh-mazing. I’d love to see an exhibit.

There is also a blog that John Maloof  (the man in possession of all of her negatives among other things) regularly updates about her and her photographs: http://vivianmaier.blogspot.com/

Check it out!

(Wo)man’s best friend.

I’ve got some pretty awesome roomies:

They’re also known (within the family) as “the most photographed dogs in the world”. But look at ’em! How could one not take a picture when they look like that and do the things they do. You want to capture every precious moment!

Darling you faded on me.

First off, Happy new year!

The irony (or perhaps coincidence?) in my life astounds me. It all hit me one day whilst driving to work and I wasn’t even listening to Alanis Morissette or anything! (But how truly ironic would that have been?! Ha!) I’ll start with my most recent adventure as an example:

Earlier this week I was allowed to leave work early (I was getting a migraine, plus, I’ve had family in town and who wants to be at work during a time like that?) I had just pulled out of the driveway and was literally two properties down from my place of employment when a car hit me resulting in a small accident.  No one was hurt and it wasn’t my fault, but the body of my truck definitely needs repaired and I’ll be driving a rental for the next few days. What if I hadn’t left when I did? Would I still have gotten in the accident? Would it have been better or worse or non existent?

Example two: The last time I saw/hung out with one of my closest friends (before everything mysterious went down the toilet…mercury retrograde?), I lost one half of my favorite pair of earrings–ones I wore almost daily. Missing friend, missing earring; coincidence? Then again, maybe I should just search the couch and my car better and I’ll find it? And if I find the earring, will I once again find said friend?

Example three: My place of employment occasionally teams up with a great little organization called Keep-A-Breast (They’ve been made infamous for their rubber bracelets.) and as you may or may not know, the month of October is Breast Cancer Awareness month. So, toward the end of October, in the spirit of supporting the amazing people of Keep-A-Breast and bringing awareness, I bought myself and above mentioned ex good friend “I ❤ BOOBIES” bracelets. About a month or so later, my own mother is diagnosed with breast cancer. Ironic? (Please don’t read this as me blaming myself for my mom getting cancer.)

Anyway, I don’t really know where I’m going with this. It’s only resulted in a ton of questions that have no answers, but it’s interesting to think about none-the-less. And now that I’m on break from school, I have a lot of time to think. And write.

Oh and if you’re interested at all in Keep-A-Breast or supporting or volunteering, you should check them out here. They have a bunch of cute stuff for sale that has become quite trendy and I like it when stuff like that becomes trendy (e.g. Toms) because people buy it up and don’t even realize they’re supporting a good cause and I’d rather they do that than not recognize it at all. Or they see this trend, want to know what it’s about and look it up and voila! You have another person in the know on things happening in the world. And that’s what it’s all about, right? Awareness and the search for a cure (or at least something to make it easier on the patients and their families).  So get on it!

In the meantime, I’m just going to keep cataloging the irony in my life.