Well, it’s February 3rd, 2011. This is my last entry in this blog and it is now complete. A photo a day everyday for an entire year (I believe the final count is somewhere in the neighborhood of 730+ photos). Tomorrow is my birthday/week 🙂 .
Thank you for following along. You’ve essentially had a pretty personal glimpse into a year of my life, and I’ve fulfilled the purpose of this project: to be creative and to think and learn photography each day for a year. I’ve experimented with everything from landscape, nighttime, and product photography, to aerial, food and portrait, as well as a number of other types including the use of natural and flash lighting.
I discovered that as much as I like the photo aspect of this blog, I quickly began to like writing each one as well, granted sometimes I had a block and wrote nothing, but more often than not, I felt like I could have written pages and pages.
I’ll clue this project up with this: I hope you enjoyed what you found here, as much as I enjoyed putting it before you.
Best of luck in everything you do, and take care.
Be good to each other.
THE END. 🙂
A photograph is usually looked at – seldom looked into. ~Ansel Adams
It’s weird that photographers spend years or even a whole lifetime, trying to capture moments that added together, don’t even amount to a couple of hours. ~James Lalropui Keivom
It really is. Tomorrow will be my last blog entry for this project. I will then take a couple weeks off and try to start on my Community Flavour 52 Blog (this didn’t happen, and may never happen). I have a feeling the next little while will feel slightly strange, not doing a blog everyday. While at times it was a complete pain in the behind ( “Crap! I forgot about my blog!,” I say as I jump back out of bed), the majority of the time I quite enjoyed it.
Anyway, I will leave this blog here on the Internet and place an update on it from time to time to announce anything else that I am up to, such as the The Rendered Pixel blog.
I had initial plans to have a ridiculous final photo (fire works, ticker tape, Champagne bottles popping, me jumping through the air, 20 flashes firing……… elephants…) but I’ll come up with something quick and simply. Why? Because I’ve been doing this everyday for a year, man! I’m tired. 🙂
Here’s a couple photos I hope you enjoy.
So I’m home again. I have to say it’s unusual to experience 22 degrees C in Florida yesterday, and -29 degrees C at home in Labrador. That’s life though, and Dexter and Amy promptly warmed me up with love when I got here. That’s it for now, I’m going back to snuggling.
The following photos are from my flight in today. It’s quite a contrast for me considering I was watching wind surfers in Tampa on the way in there, and I’m watching…….. well, nothing – just ice and snow here in Labrador. The second to last photo of is the Labrador highway and the last photo is of a river that hasn’t frozen completely yet, due to it’s current I suppose. So, snow machinists, be careful. I actually saw quite a few open sections in the lakes and ponds, believe it or not.
Just a quick photo. I took this photo of a painting Erica’s great uncle had done. I was really taken with this, and it’s what I would consider to be really, really good (the photo does not do it justice). I can make this judgment, simply because it stopped me in the hallway almost every time I passed it.
Anyway, to my family down there: thank you for being so wonderful. And thank you for being so strong during this time. Getting together with you each day to talk and laugh and share a meal was something really special.
Erica and Will took me and their friend, Beth out for Brunch on Sunday. During the course of this fantastic meal, I was posed with a question that I need some help with. Is it acceptable to consume six bottles of Champagne between four people during brunch on a Sunday? What if they were Mimosas and the restaurant was French? That’s ok!? Good.
The food was excellent, and while nobody really felt …. impaired, we did laugh a lot. It was such a good time, in fact, I believe it should be a Sunday tradition… well, at least once a month. Rule of thumb: three courses and a bottle per person then clear your afternoon schedule for cigars and Battlestar Galactica.
I thought the day couldn’t get any better until we went to Aunt Danielle’s house for fried chicken. I actually thought I had “fried chicken” before, but apparently not, because Aunt Danielle’s fried chicken was double-battered-crispy-goodness with a hint of fantastic that I’ve never tried before. Follow that up with a hilarity that only a browse through old photos can provide, and I would say it was a perfect ending to my trip to Texas
Off topic (and because my photo today was of money) – Something I learned on my trip:
American Money – the one dollar …. it’s just paper. The rest of the bills are predictable, with you’re obligatory dead guy (as far as I can tell).
Canadian Money – the one dollar… looks like a gold coin!! And has a nickname – the Loonie! The Canadian twenty – it sports a holographic stripe and (drum roll please) The Queen!! 🙂
Unfortunately, it costs $87 to put a holographic stripe on the $20 and, most of the time, it takes 13 Canadian 20’s to equal the value of 1 Amercian 20. Odd but true. *wink*
Maggie is my cousin, Erica’s, cat. Maggie is loving but demanding, sketchy but cuddly and very verbal. She’s actually a lot like Molly.
I spent tonight sampling the brilliance of Samuel Adams and reassessing my opinion of American beer, and topped that off with some Old Fashioneds and Scotch combined with a little online Black Ops action (for those who know) in Will’s Man Cave. Will is Erica’s husband, and he is also loving but demanding, sketchy but cuddly and very verbal. However, he does have some characteristics that make me prefer him over Maggie. These include: a sharp and witty sense of humour, thumbs, and he doesn’t shed. Seriously though, I don’t remember the last time I laughed so much hanging out with this guy. My abs are still sore four days later.
The time spent in the Man Cave was the only regret I had during my whole trip, as I developed a heavy dose of Man Cave Envy, which as we all know, is the worse kind. It isn’t terminal, however, and I’m sure I’ll be over it as soon as I change the layout of the basement. Good bye, storage room… and laundry room. *sigh*
Anyway, the funny thing about this photo of Maggie is, every photo I took of Maggie looks the exact same – huge eyes just staring at you.
I spent the first half of the day with Aunt Alice and my cousin Kenny. They happen to live on the same land as my Grandma so I took a photo of the surroundings. Beautiful weather though, and it certainly helped me get over my midnight arrival. And on back of the house, there are deer everywhere! Like, Bambi type deer. How cool is that!? Kenny threw out some feed to get them to come close and I snatched one. He’s in my carry-on luggage and as I’m typing this in the airport in Halifax, I’m feeding him Tim Horton’s coffee and pieces of maple flavoured donuts, which, of course, is the secret to surviving a Canadian winter.
Look, I know that’s a national secret, but I’m pretty sure it got out first through WikiLeaks.