What Haley does when left alone with my video camera.
I’m just a lil Canadian lass I don’t understand your footballs
This is how Haley talks about sperts.
Haley’s Grandmother’s horse Scout by me
Last time I was in Athens Haley and I decided to take a walk along the train tracks behind her house and found this awesome rope swing next to a beautiful hidden ravine. Even though she couldn’t push me hard enough to get over the ravine, it was still really fun to swing. Something I almost never do anymore. :)
Feckin hate these dolls somebody put up in Target ON THE AISLE
Bunny-dude fell off the wagon. Sigh. We were all rooting for you, dude.
Haley and I as works of art: Magritte’s The Son of Man and a Degas ballerina
Shoegazer by me
Tomorrow is the last round of critique for this annual report project. We started by drawing and simplifying everyday objects (my favorite was my keychain whistle), then using our object as a mark for a company’s annual report (I chose Human Rights Watch).
I’m not used to 1) something so serious and “corporate” and 2) designing with orange (!), so this was interesting! This will all be folded into a nice little booklet, so, you know. Imagine it with folds. Now would be a great time for some Photoshop cover actions.…Aiyeeee, the orange looks really bad on the Google Chrome browser, at least for me. Try Safari!
This is so good.
Driving to Minneapolis (by bryon41)
GPOYW: “My Boyfriend Takes Photos of Me Even Though I Hate It and Constantly Bitch About It and Then They Turn Out Really Lovely So I Can’t Complain Anymore I Guess” edition.
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Works around Atlanta as a part of the Living Walls Conference
Photos: Creative Loafing
(via sarahchristine)
I really like this photo of Haley. It’s difficult to take a good posed photo of her because she hates cameras so much, so you always have to surprise her like a cat or a magician.
I am anywhere from 40 to 60% convinced
that we live in some iteration or early stage of “end times,” so the necessity of hanging out with my goshdamn boyfriend every once in a goshdamn while becomes more and more urgent as my level of anxiety about the state of the world increases. This is just a really upsetting time to be in a long-distance relationship! I feel like every day we’re apart, we’re pushing our luck. THIS COULD BE IT. I could be asteroided or earthquaked or nuked off the face of this gay Earth with nothing to hold onto but my laptop and a prayer. Fuck that shit you guys! Fuck that shit! That is NOT cool! I want y’all to understand that this is a real worry of mine, and that I have breathed a sigh of relief upon realizing that we both graduate from our respective programs and can physically live in the same city before December 2012! I am an insane person and I need some sort of counseling. In conclusion.
Ballerinas, Berlin
Photograph by Maria Helena Buckley
Ballerinas prepare to hit the stage at a theater in Berlin. In the past decade, an emergence of world-class ballerinas and choreographers has led to a rising interest in German ballet.
