Monday, December 31, 2007

20 years of bad decisions

Here are some shots for hanging out with the ladies before leaving for the cruise:

But you've got it all wrong

Alrighty, I'm back from the cruise, and can start putting more pictures up from before I went on it. See, I need to process the cruise film and didn't really take many from before... however, those will also be up shortly. I guess I'll write more on the cruise when I put those shots up, however, there were a LOT of old wrinkly people as well as douchebags but I did meet a few cool dudes.

This first section is from the MCA, museum of contemporary art in Chicago. Kind of illegal, but I'm not using these shots for my profit. Some are from their permanent collection, others are from an exhibit on the influence rock and roll has had on art. Quite inspiring.

All of these are other ones from the same day.

more to come when I upload some of the digital...

Thursday, December 20, 2007

The livings easy

Some of the first shots of vacation:

Things are good thus far, I haven't done much besides walk around my neighborhood by a mile of so, as well as visit the MCA's "Sympathy for the Devil: Art and Rock and Roll Since 1967" which I totally suggest getting to before January 6th. I've met up with J for a little bit of drinking and film watching... as well as M and other J for lunch and the MCA. I informed of some sad news though... my Grand-Aunt (if you can call her that, aka my grandfather's sister-in-law) is sick, and doesn't know how much longer she has. My mom then told me about how when my grandpa called my mom to inform her he had a moment and then started crying. First of all, the thought of my grandfather crying is unsettling because it's always sad to see or hear a relative when they cry, but then my mom gave me the whole back story. My grandpa's brother and his wife met in SEVENTH GRADE... and mind you, my grandpa is 6 years younger than his brother... so he knew the wife since he was in SECOND GRADE, which means he's basically known her his entire life. So I started thinking about how it must feel to have someone you've known for so long inform you that they don't know how much longer they'll live. I then also thought about it being the person YOU LOVE. Since I've never been in a relationship I can't really fathom my being in a position like this... which started to make me a little depressed about how I'm missing out on that part of life's experiences... never falling in love, or being loved by someone other than my family/close friends(if even that.) I still don't know if I've found my passion either. I do LOVE photography, but it's not something I live and breath 24/7... although I guess it almost seems that way. I don't know. It gets depressing when I start thinking about things higher than my control. It's a signal that I need to immerse myself into another movie so I can forget about my lame life for 2 hours...