London, 20.10.2010
Today, I am starting my new blog project. 365 days. 365 pictures.
Why am I not surprised that I was quite lousy at blogging? My friend E.S is so good at it, she blows me away with her consistency. She can write about anything and everything so well and in a decent amount of words. You can check her out here @
scrambledeggs
My previous blogging problem is that when I do, I blog LONG. Also my inspirations come and go so quickly that most of the time I don't have the chance to write them down. Many topics that I am interested in was also quite serious it requires so much understanding and research before I can start writing my "essay". You see, this is a professional habit.
Until that is... E.S came up with an idea after reading
this article. The article moved me to tears. It reminded me of many things, but especially how bitter sweet life is. When our days are numbered, there is that beautiful moment every day. In the long run, we're all dead. But in the short run, there is so much to appreciate.
So E.S is using her iPhone to capture a moment everyday
here. I love her photos. But as I don't own a Polaroid camera nor do I have have an iPhone... my pictures will probably be of inconsistent quality. I will take pictures from whatever camera I can get hold of. Or do they have a polaroid apps for blackberry yet?
So thank you E.S for the lovely idea :) It is perfect because I need a creative project at hand. There are also many things I want to remember, one picture is better than nothing. Sometimes there will be a story behind it, other times there won't.
Exciting moments. (or) Mundane days. (maybe)Repetitive months. But my year.
.365 days. 365 pictures.
Day 1: Tug of War
Dedicated to W.H
Taken with Nikkie (Nikon D90)
London 20.10.2010
W.H has many bad habits in the bedroom... Two of them are: leaving the wardrobe doors open and dirty clothes in a pile on the floor.
This is an experiment to see when he will remove his pile of dirty clothes, lying
in the middle of our bedroom. We have to step across it every time we go out or to the bathroom. It's really annoying me but he's pretty oblivious so far (until he runs out of underwear that is).
It has been there 6 days. He still zen about it and says it's a piece of art!