I’m a proud Canadian but I’ve spent a lot of time south of the border over the past four years and this is my 3rd memorial day in the United States. Today, American’s paid homage and respect to those who have lost their lives in military service, similar to the way Canadians pay respect to our…
This is THE song that got me into Shawn Hlookoff’s music.
In 1974, six members of the DeFeo family were shot dead as they slept in the house. The eldest son, Ronald DeFeo, called police to report the slayings. He was convicted of the murders aged 23.
When he confessed, he told detectives: ‘Once I started, I just couldn’t stop. It went so fast.’
i would buy this in a heartbeat. i’ve mentioned on this blog how into this story i’ve been since a kid. if all of my stuff were able to be sold to equal 1.15 mil, i would sell it without even thinking about it and go buy that place.
No no no no no… Granted, it’s a BEAUTIFUL house, but if you have a million to spare and love (?) the history in it, buy the house next door… much safer ;)
Riddle me this, Batman… why are some people such dinks?
Very broad question, eh? Let me explain - I’m in a rant kind of mood.
I like to take pictures. I have for as long as I can remember. I the 70’s I had my dad’s Brownie Hawkeye, got my very own Kodak Instamatic X-15F one year for Christmas and was in heaven, then in the early 80’s got what I thought was the best camera in the world, a Kodak 110 with telephoto and (gasp) built in flash. It was my baby (wish I could remember the model, I’d like to replace it off of ebay… but I digress…)I had no clue about how shitty the tiny negative would be for actual prints, I just knew it had a built in flash (no more flash bulbs) AND a telephoto! I between all of those I dabbled in SLR’s - having access to them from the AV club at school for five years. (no, I didn’t fail year after year - where I went to high school it was grades 9-13).
In the late 80’s was one of the dorks who had not one, but two Kodak Disk cameras (again, I had to “upgrade” to the one with telephoto. Ugh. horrid pictures again, tiny negatives.) At this point, I also had many random point and shoot 35mm cameras until 1994 when I got my first digital (a HP that connected via com port. Slow, low res, loved it though). I replaced that in 2001 with my first digital SLR and am now on my third (I use them all). I’ve also picked up, in the last few years, a film SLR and a Holga. I have all my “original” cameras except that 110 that I can’t even recall where it went to. My house is camera central >.<
What’s the point of the wall of text to this part in my rant? Not much except to say I’ve always loved taking pictures. It takes my brain away from stresses and concerns and makes me feel good while I’m doing it. When our company finished a big nasty strike and I had to travel to lay people off, walking around at lunch with my camera took me away from it.
I have no illusions about being a pro, or even a semi pro. The one wedding that I got talked into shooting for a friend was a terrifying event for me and something that I won’t be talked into again (even though they loved their pictures). Plain and simple - I like taking pictures. I enjoy it. it makes me happy.
…so why do people want to fuck with that?
I have one friend who’s a photo-journalist. She and I “got into” SLR’s back in the early 80’s at the same time with me, ironically, teaching her. I have two friends that I used to work with who have left the world of telecommunications and went to the College of Art to study and are now very serious pro photographers.
I’d like to think that if I was them, I’d encourage someone who likes to take pictures. Offer constructive criticism along with positive comments (understanding that these folks are not pros)
Sadly, anyone I know that is a pro photographer is an ass about it. For goodness sake, I can post simple snaps from a birthday party and they’ll jump in and make fun of what’s wrong with the picture - not constructive, not point out tips, but out and out make fun.
I’ve gotten to the point where I’ll head out for the day after a particularly shitty week at work, have a great time, but never end up sharing the pictures with anyone. There’s just no point.
Today, I did something that makes me smile - makes me feel good. And yet, I can’t share it with anyone because I know it’ll be shot down… made fun of.
After a year of investigating, talking to folks, finding out that my instructor at University Night Classes took this same course - I signed up for the New York Institute of Photography classes. It wasn’t something I jumped into, and I have no delusions what doing the course will “bring me”. I just want to learn more.
I feel good - I know that anything that makes me get my lazy ass out of the house and out from in front of the computer is a good thing. A bonus is I get to learn more along the way. I’ve taken all the classes at the local university that I can take and don’t feel “experienced” enough to sign up for the night classes at the College of Art. I am truly happy that I am going to be doing this, however, if I know I share it with my photographer friends, they’ll be asses about it.
So, instead, I will type here. vent here. I’m looking forward to this, to push me to learn new things and understand old things better.
Now, if I could JUST figure out what the model of that old 110 camera was, all would be right with the world…
If you’re still reading. thanks. I feel better just bitching. If you’re a pro, semi pro, or just real serious amateur - be nice to those who just enjoy your craft but have no desire to go after your job. The same love that you felt for it (and hopefully still feel for it) is what also makes us enjoy it so much as a hobby.
Funny, when you quote the Education Act at the schools, they start to listen. Got an email back this morning regarding my posts about the screw up at my son’s school (This post and this post ) already.
After a whopping 4 hours of sleep I dragged myself out of bed to continue the battle. I just received an email from the Principal stating that he apologized for the confusion and would look into what’s going on right away and to “not worry about it, it will all work out”.
I’ll trust him when I have a set answer in writing -but it’s a start.
2am and I’m up reading the Alberta Education Act. Seems my son’s school has informed him he can’t go back next year and must walk the stage for Grad on Thursday. TOMORROW… but he doesn’t have enough credit to graduate. Three classes short.
what. the. fuck.
In September 2010, he’ll only be 17… I’m confused. He started school a year early (big mistake - don’t do that to your kids) and has played catch-up all his life. Since schools “don’t believe” in holding kids back anymore, I’ve always been told to wait until High School and then he can do it in 4 years instead of three to catch up. Just two months ago I asked the principal to take me off the parents email list for the grads Europe trip because he’d be going next year when he actually graduated. No response saying “umm… he’s got to graduate this year”, just a “will do, thanks!” back.
Oh, and did they tell me? the parent? nope. Mentioned it to my kid in passing in the hallway today.
Again. what the fuck?
I love this school, or have until now, but they’re on crack.
Either I win a VERY fast battle with the school/school board in a few hours or I have to prepare him for his graduation with 24 hours notice… but he won’t really graduate… I’m beyond pissed off.