photography projects

i had an assignment when i was in my photography class to take photos related to a theme of my choice; i believe i chose to do it on rubik's cubes. I took pictures involving my rubik's cube, and my teacher thought it was genius.

one of the ideas i thought about doing was to chronicle how someone had let me down. i thought of plenty of things i could capture. sometimes, people fail. sometimes, they come through. and sometimes, it's too late. and somehow, that seems nice.

malice

I can't sleep

and i'm hungry.

this is something i don't want to have to do. i think it's the best decision that we can make. i even think it is the best that i do it, instead of one of you guys, but come on. it's going to suck. and my solution (if you could call it that) would have been to passively wait until what we all expect to happen to just happen.


what should i tell him. i'm thinking that i might make it about how we want the best for him, but i'll admit now that was not the main focus of the conversation. i could tell him how we need what we do. i don't want anyone to be upset, especially considering how we want this to peter out. we'll just see, what we see.

Who Am I

It'a nightmare, but it's paradise
it's a terror, but it will entice
it's a treacherous sea
it's an ocean breeze
and i hate what it has made me

Who AM I?

This nightmare, you drug me into
but i came running without a moment to lose
it's a treacherous sea
it's an ocean breeze
and i hate what it has made me

Who AM I?

The Secret

Where are you; where did you go?

i know that things change/ but i hoped that this could be the same/ were you ever who i knew for so long?/ how can that be, now that you're gone?

Where are you? Where did you go?

dude 1: hey, bro.
dude 2: hey.
dude 1: i had a dream about you last night.
dude 2: yeah?
dude 1: yeah, man it...
dude 2 (interrupting): hold on man, just a minute
(the two drink, then trade drinks, then lock arms and drink. the maneuver is clumsy).
dude 1: yeah, i had a dream last night.
dude 2: yeah?
dude 1: yeah bro; you were in it.
dude 2: really?
dude 1: yeah, it wasn't weird though.
dude 2: no, not weird at all.
dude 1: totally.

lyrics

i've been thinking about sharing lyrics that i wrote for a project that i'm working on with Zach and Tony. part of me doesn't want to, but i like these ones.

Have We Met

I thought I remembered you, but we’ve never met before. My ideas of you must have been dreams.
Have we met?
They thought you stood firm, but refused to stand back.
They move you!
I thought that you stood strong.
I was wrong.


(i had to edit it down a little bit to make it fit with the song, but these are what i wrote originally).