Photographers are so intriguing - living life from one captured moment to another must give one a unique perspective on life. My photography class went on a surprise trip to an art school in Longwood to listen to a wizened woman speak about her photography. On the way down the stairwell,
J: Sniffling, more than usual Gahd I hate being sick. I couldn't even enjoy that presentation!
K: Cuz you were too sick to pay attention?
J: NO! I was too sick to fall asleep!
M: Still very much in sleep's clutches There's something about the whir of the projector that just kills me.
I completely agree. It's like being in the passenger seat of a car in California when the AC is turned on and the sun is shining while you're being driven down 85 to go help buy some groceries at 99 Ranch or Marina Foods. To think - I won't be home until August! Oh, bummer.
On a non-photography related train of thought, Reischaur has accepted my application for funding! Huzzah! Japanese street dance here I come!!
Labels: nostalgia, sickness deters learning, snapshot life
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