Rustic Lonely.

I did, in fact, take more photographs today. I prolly took two or three times as many photos as I did yesterday, but yielded fewer photos I'm actually happy with. Also, it was overcast again today. Sad face.

Half of these were taken with the Casio, half with a Canon EOS 20D. The Canon is a $1,200 camera, all professional like, but truth be told, I prefer the Casio for close-range photos.

And now, three things I like:

1. This tree:


This tree was struck by lightening a few years (or five) back. It's solitary, gloomy, and domineering. Also, there's a cool cave sort of space in the trunk wherein one can hide and think.


2. This cat:


Amanda (or 'Andabear') has figured out that the sounds coming from the glowing white box I'm always on suddenly stop when she pushes the long button... And that they start back up if she pushes it again. This is infinitely amusing to watch, and I will try and get a video of it the next time it happens. Also, she's totally fine sleeping on my feet, which keeps me nice and cozy.


3. My brother:


Very few people will humor me when I, camera in hand, ask them to "stare meaningfully into the distance, please."

Other than that, not much else is new. Still job searching. Still trying to write the great American novel. Still missing a toenail...

That's about it.

Lonely Rustic.

I like farm junk: it makes for interesting photographs. Something about the contrast of colors and textures combined with the sense of decay and disuse appeals to my aesthetic. I wandered around my parents' property today, Casio Exilim in hand, trying to capture the feeling of... well, the feeling of loneliness that comes with living out here. Here're the results:

My favorites of the day:





I'm going to give it another shot tomorrow. Hopefully, it'll be sunnier; it was pretty cloudy today, which made some of the shots I wanted impossible.