Day Two Hundred and Eighty: Post

Stopped at the gas station on the way to Dallas.

Day Two Hundred and Seventy-Nine: Daily

I'm trying to remember to take daily vitamins. It's not going well so far, but this thing does help.

Day Two Hundred and Seventy-Eight: Fallen Flowers

Natural beauty is essentially temporary and sad; hence the impression of obscene mockery which artificial flowers give us.

~John Updike

Day Two Hundred and Seventy-Seven: Lightbulbs

Decor at my brother's apartment. And here's some more from my day with my brother:

Day Two Hundred and Seventy-Six: Peak

Cory and I went to Taco Cabana for a snack and spent some time in their lovely air conditioning playing Race for the Galaxy. I managed to pause outside for just a moment to take this photo--despite the heat.

Hooray!

Cory and I are engaged! We are both very excited about it.

Day Two Hundred and Seventy-Five: Cushioned

They had these cozy chairs at the Starbucks by my bank. They do not have these cozy chairs at my usual Starbucks, which I am sad about.

Day Two Hundred and Seventy-Four: Embroidery

I thought this might be cool while I was taking pictures. Now I'm not so sure. But I don't have any backup shots for the day. Well, I have more shots like this one, but that doesn't really solve my problem.

Project 365 - June 2009

Nine months down, three to go! Given how behind I was and how many days I felt exhausted and uninspired, I'm really quite pleased with June.

Day Two Hundred and Seventy-Three: Grump

Usually, my kitties are nice models, but on this day they were resentful and twitchy. This was actually the only decent photo I took of either of them.

Day Two Hundred and Seventy-Two: Red + Green

I actually really love red and green together, but it's a bit tricky to find ways to combine them that don't scream "CHRISTMAS!" Because that's totally not what I'm going for, generally.

Day Two Hundred and Seventy-One: Keyboard

"Pianos are such noble instruments - they're either upright or grand."

~Author Unknown

Day Two Hundred and Seventy: Orange + Blue

I love color.

Day Two Hundred and Sixty-Nine: Emptied

A couple of glasses of wine really can make it harder to take photos. I don't like any of the pictures I took that night.

Day Two Hundred and Sixty-Eight: Salt & Pepper III

Having a quick snack at Jason's Deli before going to Cory's parents' house to swim and have more food.

Salt & Pepper I
Salt & Pepper II

Day Two Hundred and Sixty-Seven: Mirror Mirror

"You use a glass mirror to see your face; you use works of art to see your soul."

~George Bernard Shaw

Day Two Hundred and Sixty-Six: Beckoning

“Never have I found the limits of the photographic potential. Every horizon, upon being reached, reveals another beckoning in the distance. Always, I am on the threshold.”

~W. Eugene Smith

Day Two Hundred and Sixty-Five: Color Block

Cory and I drove out to Fort Worth to see some art at the Community Arts Center and I had to stop on the way back to photograph this building. I have no idea what it is. Every sign I saw on the outside simply referred to "the Company" and never to its actual name or what it did. That actually made me kind of nervous.

Day Two Hundred and Sixty-Four: Reflected

Cory and I spent some time at Starbucks reading, playing games, and using the internet (since his internet was down). I've spent way more time in Starbucks since I started dating Cory than I ever expected to.

Day Two Hundred and Sixty-Three: City Sunset

Driving home with Cory in Dallas. This was taken as we were stopped at a light near Abrams and Royal, I think.

Day Two Hundred and Sixty-Two: Out of the Depths

Gracie prepares to attack Sophie.
Sophie prepares to defend her position.

Day Two Hundred and Sixty-One: Cello

This is my brother's cello. I really love the cello. It's just such a beautiful instrument (in appearance and sound). I'd love to learn how to play. I had fun playing with this one.


He has a trumpet, too, though I didn't try to play that instrument.

Day Two Hundred and Sixty: Blue Books

Faced with a stack of American literature exams to grade, I turn to photography. I hate grading. I love teaching, but I dread grading exams and essays every semester. The thing is, it is almost never as hard as I feel like it's going to be, but I can't get over that feeling of dread. I just can't come up with a workable and ethical way to teach literature or writing that will allow me not to grade anything.


Just for good measure, here's a self-portrait of me in the middle of grading. That look on my face is the look of someone who is so done with grading but who still has a stack of exams to grade.

Day Two Hundred and Fifty-Nine: Peephole

It is surprisingly difficult to take a photo through a peephole.

Day Two Hundred and Fifty-Eight: 24 Hours

There is no substitute for hard work, 23 or 24 hours a day. And there is no substitute for patience and acceptance.

~Cesar Chavez