Say, if you were a professional photographer and you were having a major exhibition, would you just swap out your photographs with those taken by people who want your photographs instead of asking them to pay a fortune? Timothy Prus is doing exactly that with his Photo Swap exhibition. What a cool and original idea.
When the exhibiton comes to the AGO in Toronto, I am SO dragging Troy there and bringing three of my photographic works. If you’re in Calgary, Alberta, you’re in luck. They’re having the exhibition there until March 28. Watch this space for future venues and dates.
Computer is mute.
All I can hear is the sound
of (almost) silence.
I’ve always wondered if I should count my blogging years from the time I started chronicling my life on Diaryland or from the time I started this weblog. I didn’t count my Diaryland diary as a weblog because, well, it was a diary, not a weblog. But now people seem to count online diaries/journals as weblogs as well. That means I could claim that I have been blogging since 1999. But I digress. I don’t even know why I felt the need to point it out. Slow blogging day, I guess. :P
Have you noticed that a lot of digital point-and-shoot cameras these days come with big LCD screen and no viewfinder? I don’t know about you but a camera with no viewfinder just doesn’t look right to me. Sure the big LCD screen should be able to help you compose your picture just as well as or even better than if you do it through a viewfinder, but still. I guess I’m just old-fashioned. I sure hope that this trend won’t catch on in the digital SLR camera front.
And a few links:
The Imaging Resource, where I go oooh-and-aaah-ing over the latest digital cameras.
Fast and Reliable, which is a short documentary film about a one-legged bicycle courier.
Katamari Damacy in Flash, simplified and runs on your computer. No PlayStation2 required.
Hrm, the neighbour across the hall is being overexcited about the Winter Olympics again. He seems to be cheering non-stop at least 16 hours a day. Sigh. To Troy’s disappointment, I just can’t make myself care about the Winter Olympics. I’m sorry but Summer Olympics are way cooler!
Yes, I’ve decided to do the daily haiku thing again. If anything, it makes a good blogfodder.
A crazy snowfall,
I can see through the window.
How long will it last?
I don’t know if I was dreaming it or not but I thought I heard a weather man on TV this morning saying something about snowsqualls around the Georgian Bay. I probably was just dreaming it because Troy doesn’t usually turn the TV on before he leaves for work. I know for sure that I had a dream last night about getting a job in some university, which was the weirdest university ever, because all the students did was marching around the campus while singing “the more we get together, together, together, the more we get together the happier we’ll be” over and over again. At some point I decided to check on the students outside and went through a door and it led to a tunnel full with students marching and singing, and at the end of the tunnel, I saw the ocean with some ducks swimming on it. It was sunset and the rain was falling, washing away the snow on the ground. I remember wishing I had a camera with me before I woke up.
Wouldn’t it be cool if you could capture your dreams with a camera? It would put Hollywood out of business.
Dear Weblog Wannabe,
Happy 6th anniversary! I know there are 8 ducks in the picture but I don’t have one with only 6 ducks on it so this one will have to do it.
Remember when we used to get plenty of comments with every post and how it made Troy green with envy? And all those Bloggies™ that we won? Those were the days. I know people don’t love you as much as they used to anymore, but I’ll always love you all the same. And that’s all that matters, right?
Remember when I used to post a haiku to you every day? I think I’m going to write one today, for old time’s sake:
Six years of blogging,
And Bloggerville is no more.
Blogosphere sounds evil.
I hope you like it. You know what? I think I’ll start writing you a haiku every day, just like the good, old days. What do you say? Yes? No? Maybe? Please let me know.
I’d write you more but, as you know, it’s Monday, and my spirit is still kind of low due to the not-so-happy news from my family last week so I have to stop now. Thanks for being such a good friend to me and I hope we’ll be together for many, many more years.
So, how's your You-Know-What Day been? Mine's been... short. I couldn't sleep last night due to the too-much caffeine I got from the overly strong tea I had yesterday. Didn't go to bed until 2:30 in the morning and didn't wake up until 10. Troy had to leave home to a job site as early as 5:40 in the morning (he went to bed early last night) so I posted this Darth Vader thingy (third from the top) on the closet door before I went to bed for Troy to see before he left so he'd think I'm a romantic (I'm not really).
When Troy saw it in the morning, he freaked out because he thought someone had broken into the apartment and stuck the Darth Vader thingy there just to show us that they could get into our place. Silly Troy. :) Good thing I wrote something on it so he knew it was my doing and he wasn't freaking out for very long. Hehe.
Anyway, the Intarweb wouldn't work for me this morning so I decided to make Troy a monster-with-a-heart doll since he despised all those bear-with-a-heart dolls. I thought a monster-with-a-heart would be less cheesy than a bear-with-a-heart. The monster ended up looking kind of like a Domo-kun, but with ears and no limbs. I gave it to Troy as soon as he got home and he loved it. He decided to call the monster-with-a-heart Komo-dun.
And what do I get for the You-Know-What Day, you ask? Well, Troy is buying me the Lomo Fisheye camera. I found a place where you could buy it for half the price yesterday. I sent the link to Troy and he asked me if I'd like to get it as a You-Know-What Day present. How could a camera junkie such as myself turn down the offer? ;) I probably won't receive it in the mail until next week but that's okay. I like having something to look forward to.