A PHOTO EXPEDITION LED BY QUIET WORDS.

Monday, April 28, 2008

Stand here, beyond the light.

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This palette of silhouettes we have is nearly impossible to lift. Sometimes, during certain songs and infrequent frames, I begin to see why. While the shape of each color drowns in water, I walk forward, eyes fastened like bridge bolts to the sky.
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Song of the second: Red and Purple by Dodos
Book of the moment: You Shall Know Our Velocity by Dave Eggers
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Location: Chicago, Illinois
Date: April 2008
Notes: Wrigley Field never seemed so bright.



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Location: Chicago, Illinois
Date: April 2008
Notes: At certain times, the letters start to feel like words.



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Location: Chicago, Illinois
Date: April 2008
Notes: If I can not hear you speak. If I can not feel your words. Then surely I will never know what your voice sounds like.



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And the night shall be filled with music,
And the cares that infest the day
Shall fold their tents like the Arabs
And as silently steal away.
~
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow from, The Day Is Done
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Monday, April 14, 2008

It is much easier to go the opposite direction.

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Without sight we need ears.
Without ears we need sight.

Without speech we need faith.

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Song of the second: In the Dark by Josh Ritter
Book of the moment: A Confederacy of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole
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Location: Chicago, Illinois
Date: New Years Eve 2006
Notes: My camera is asking you politely, "just stop acting like you're not looking, we can all see through you."



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Location: Chicago, Illinois
Date: April 2008
Notes: Inside, he wondered, did everything still look the same? After so many years you just expect things will shift, even if you wish them not to. This was it, the dust dropped and he could see. He was quiet with wide eyes. He said absolutely nothing and was fine living within this moment of time.



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Location: Chicago, Illinois
Date: April 2008
Notes: I hope this says, "you rock", but I doubt it does.



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It is cruel, you know, that music should be so beautiful. It has the beauty of loneliness and of pain: of strength and freedom. The beauty of disappointment and never-satisfied love. The cruel beauty of nature, and everlasting beauty of monotony." - Benjamin Britten
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Saturday, April 12, 2008

Yesterday I saw today.

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song of the second: Skinny Love by Bon Iver
book of the moment: IV by Chuck Klosterman
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Location: Portland, Oregon
Date: April 2008
Notes: I guess, sometimes, even the power of God can not stop the power of money.



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Location: Portland, Oregon
Date: April 2008
Notes: What stands out to me most in this picture is the color yellow. Subtlety has always earned my respect.



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Location: Cannon Beach, Oregon
Date: April 2008
Notes: If you've ever seen the movie, The Goonies, then you've seen haystack rock (for you confused people haystack rock, the middle rock, is featured in the movie I just mentioned).



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Location: Portland, Oregon
Date: April 2008
Notes: eat meat.



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"The more one studies the harmony of music, and then studies human nature,how people agree and how they disagree, how there is attraction and repulsion, the more one will see that it is all music." - Hazrat Inayat Khan
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Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Take this hot shield to block the cold wind.

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The winter is not cold and shapeless. Find the warm where the cold lies and you will never freeze.
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Song of the second: Ruby, My Dear by Thelonious Monk
Book of the moment: The Tipping Point by Malcolm Gladwell
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Location: Bloomington, Indiana
Date:
Summer 2005
Notes:
In Bloomington, the trees out number the people. In Chicago, this does not happen. Trees we are lacking, people we are not. Bring the trees back, at least for a little while, or else, I think we might all forget about them.



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Location: South Bend, Indiana
Date:
Christmas 2005
Notes:
He is right behind the Christmas tree. Over near the edge, getting ready to jump out. His big white beard hiding in the needles and pins of light. Crack wide your eyes or else you'll miss him.



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Location: Key West, Florida
Date:
March 2006
Notes:
Little things really can make movements tip and worlds change.




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Location: Bloomington, Indiana
Date:
Fall 2005
Notes:
At certain times the only way to see what you're looking at is to find its reflection, otherwise, you could miss everything.

"We followed her up the stairway down a hall painted blue and red that smelled of murder"
-taken from the book, Hot Water Music by Charles Bukowski




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Sunday, November 25, 2007

The day the camera died.

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I shook the rust off. I did it. I took new pictures. Then, my camera died.

Song of the second: No Name #2 by Elliott Smith
Book of the moment: Hot Water Music by Charles Bukowski
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Location: Niles, Michigan
Date:
Thanksgiving Night 2007
Notes:
Parking lot. K-mart. Snowstorm. Bright light.



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Location: Nashville, Indiana
Date:
Summer 2005
Notes: The country really is a beautiful place.

"It's like, how much more black could this be? and the answer is none. None more black."
-Nigel Tufnel of Spinal Tap



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Location: Niles, Michigan
Date:
Thanksgiving Night 2007
Notes: The snow had fallen, actually, still was falling. Everything seemed alive, held still by a cold shift. Limbs, leaves, flowers and bushes all in accompaniment said nothing. It was the first night that winter waved hello.