photographer uow avedon is dead but) his pictures live . 041001 ... monee i wonder what he thinks now, i told him about my eye i didn't tell him about my thigh 041217 ... <>< ><> The photographer is the pedifile of the art world. 041217 ... blather spell check pedophile 041217 ... Cicero is the spanish inquisitor of the blather world 041217 ... Cicero that was in reference to the bracket poster 041217 ... monee i'm feeling stupid for asking him 041217 ... mindpop Boston has tons of tourists, here to see where the US of A began. Sometimes, when I’m walking by a historic monument, tourists hand me a camera and ask me to take their picture. They usually don’t pay attention to me closely. They just jump back into formation and smile broadly. Cheese! The only problem is that camera buttons are always on the right side, my bad side. So I have to explain, sometimes in pantomime, that I am disabled and I am happy to take their picture, but it will be upside down so I can use my left hand to click the button. The tourists look slightly confused. Disability is more complicated than a vacation. 121013 ... epitome of incomprehensibility Should have written more of "paid" under this word. Long story short, I'm making friends with one of these creatures. He takes beautiful photos of outside things such as bridges and buildings, especially in the way he combines natural and artificial light, so I suggested if he wanted to take a picture with my face in it, it could be outside. He's looking at doing things with juxtaposition rather than just a "documentary" or "landscape" approach, and he's talked to a few different faces he feels have personalities attached. I'm still a bit skeptical about faces revealing personality in a photo. In a video, something moving, it seems more likely; but why do I make that distinction? And what is a personality? Am I angry/cruel/selfish/distant or imaginative/incisive/funny/whatnot? All of the above at times, but isn't everyone? How can such a thing be frozen in time? Personality IS time. But I can be proven wrong. He can show me pictures of other people too. But people are funny. They feel self-conscious about their own looks. I include myself in that category. I don't want to wear make-up for such a project since I think that will hinder the effect. But I will make sure my hair is washed and brushed to satisfaction. 140723 ... e_o_i Last Wednesday I met with the photographer and he drove me to Pine_Beach_Park to take pictures of my face. Some of the pictures made me look old, because I was squinting in the sun. There's one where I'm laughing and pointing at my glasses for some reason, and that seems the best, plus a rather abstract one with half of my face, where I look serious and impersonal. I also encouraged him to take a pic of the sunlight over the water, since he has a fancy camera that adjusts for light contrast, but I don't know if he processed and/or saved that one. I showed him my photo of hippie dolls at a protest with their weed (dandelion leaves) and salt shaker and a lot of buttons. I like taking pictures of things that represent living beings. Or animals. Whenever I take pictures of people it seems more social, somehow, and less like art. At first, though, I didn't even want to go. The poor guy, being bored, I guess, had sent me emails of other portrait photos he'd taken and he felt the need to give an elaborate explanation of these people and why he hadn't published these photos. The couple in them, one of whom was married to someone else, were later revealed to be having an affair, and he was writing things like, "Oh, I could tell, look at their body language..." and I thought he was just trying to flirt with me, especially after he also wrote telling me to wear something "more feminine than businesslike" in a colour that complemented my face. It's not that I felt it creepy, exactly, it's just that I'd feel it useless if he were flirting with me because I wouldn't likely reciprocate, so I called my friend J. to ask her what I should do. I babbled on about also being worried about a job application, even though she was in the middle of work(ing from home) and she said things like, "You could just say you can't make it... You could just not talk to him again." Then I realized that I couldn't really afford to cut people out of my life for reasons that have to do with a transient perception of them (and mainly philosophical disagreement; I was thinking I really disagreed with his philosophy that he could tell people's personalities through their faces and that businesslike was different than feminine, whatever feminine is) so I did the exact opposite of what she recommended, but I was glad I'd talked to her... sorry for sounding indecisive and complainy, but glad I'd called. But he talked about interesting things and didn't hit on me. Though I would've been flattered if he'd said something nice about my the colour of my shirt, superficially-minded hypocrite that I am. And now I have nicely-produced photos of myself, though not overly experimental or anything. 140806 ... raze all this one really wants is to take pictures of pretty girls. no wonder i had such a hard time with him. well hey, it's nice work if you can get it. 151116 what's it to you? who go blather from