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Yours Truly
- Sam Graydon
- Right now I'd like, to live on the, Togo
- I am a photographer, thus the photographs. I shoot both film and digital, but don't really feel like scanning my prints, so this is all digitally shot with a Canon Rebel XT
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- "It takes Knowledge to be Knowledgeable"
- The Passive Side of the Sky
- Geyser in the Street. Praise God!
- Jenny Standing on her Hands
- Land ho!
- Mr. G
- A rubber ball gains the power of flight
- Mr. Wright and kickball
- Rusty Minds
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- Hawk Feather
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- Shining Reflection
- Red and White
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- Padre's Wine
- Clouds
- "Rainbow, rainbow, all the music is a rainbow!"
- A house
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- Results of the Rain
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- The Books
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- Image of "Images"
- Massachusetts this Weekend
- A red flower
- Greenwich Fence
- Jenny and some ice cream
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96 comments:
Nice portrait
No, but seriously, it's very nice. The lighting is great, sorta dark on the one side of his face and then it get's nicely lighted.
i put a shirt on that little guy! and then gabby got sad cause it looked aneorexic :(
hahaha! there's a advertisment in the comment place! that made my night....
anyway, the picture: i think the angle and shadowing make it kinda creepy, i'm creeped out
i love how the top of his skull is sliding off. he must have finals too.
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COMMENTS!
the fact that carey is amused by the fact that someone posted a spam comment made my night.
post some more photos fool!
i'm glad i could make your night, Tristan, glad i could make you happy!
stop using my blog as a chat room! or keep at it! the fact you are doing so made my night
keep at it?
well HERE YA GO. and i must agree with tristan. it is time for more photos.
i also like that i can get a college degree before school ends. hehehe.
~jen
A jimbajam!
a limbalam!
here I am,
to laugh at sam!
have you ever had eleven comments on one post before?
no, but now i have twelve. you all have AIM or some form of it. and yet you are using my blog to talk. why? I'm not so sure
do you know what's cool? all our icons are B&W
um...
MORE UNNECESSARY COMMENTATIONNNNNN!
i don't have an icon.
i should.
:-P
:(
Greets to the webmaster of this wonderful site! Keep up the good work. Thanks.
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my icon creeps me out.
I'm gonna change it.
fair enough.
your icon creeped me out too. but i am just electroemo. so i guess I DON'T MATTER.
yep, pretty much.
tristan, what does that even mean?
it means. we are a very tired bunch of people. and...when some of us are very very tired...we tell other people that they are electroemo. that is good too. now i have my very own stereotype. i am proud. i love electroemo and i love jrs.
<3
electroemo is just when you electrocute yourself for pleasure...most likely as a result of lack of sleep.
oh, i see. does this mean angelica is electroemo too, Jenny?
no. she is not.
so jenny is the only electroemo in the world. do you feel proud?
she probably shouldn't.
Post some photos man...I'm TELLIN ya
pah, fortune cookies can do that. that was literally my response to your comment, tristan. fortune cookies
i am proud tristan. so shush yourself.
i.
enjoy.
useless comments.
IT'S ALLLLLLLLLLlllllllllllllll...gonna BREAK!
sam. i think you should respond to text messages and post some more pictures already.
i post five photos a week. that's pretty good, if i may say so. and if i may not, then i'll point out ive posted 360 times (at least). Text messages? well, i hate typing on my phone anyways, but i do the best i can
Jenny...you need an icon
i know i do.
but i dont like any pictures of me.
so i'll take a picture of a sprinkler instead.
quality, not quantity.
i just went to a post office in west hartford and mailed a couple seed beads to my neighbor.
no idea why.
Im sure she will love them. or will lose them. hey, what did the envelope say, anyways?
something along the lines of "i can't believe we are doing this. we are so bored. WE LOVE YOU"
i think it's time for a new icon. id put one up but im on jen's laptop
sam! thats what you were doing on my laptop! naughty boy.
is nature the opppsite of technology?
no.
ok, good. i was worried
ahhh. i am so tired. is it wrong to go to sleep at 3 am four nights in a row during a school week and then go to bed at 9:30 when school doesn't matter?
this is the part where i anser my own question: yes, it is wrong. but i am usually wrong.
i spent a couple minutes reading your comment about 3 am before i realized i didnt write it. And only then it was because your name was at the top of the comment box. and you are not usually wrong
hm, well, I got the fiftieth comment...
and I'm on vacation...
lucky me.
I wonder if you will read this when you're in school. that would make me chuckle in an evil-ish sort of way, though I don't think you really can chuckle evily; I mean, think about it.
tomorrow it's going to be a nice day out. I'm looking forward to it. It's not that I don't like clouds/rain, don't get me wrong, they're great, but it's so hard to get up when you really don't have much motivation to do so until at least noon. but tomorrow will be different. have some colleen playing out the stereo...bell-ish type sounds are good for waking up, but we've already discussed this, you and I Sam.
And to the rest of you reading this comment? Why are you? Actually, Sam, why are you even reading this comment? I mean, you really have no reason to. No one would write anything of much meaning in a comment on a photo blog, that is, on the fiftyith comment on a photo of a model skeleton. I should finish this other song I'm working on, but I'm not in the mood. That probably means I should just go to bed, but I'm enjoying just listening to Eluvium. Wow, that sounds like such a cheesed-out name. I suppose it sort of is...the music's pretty good though for chilling.
Well, that about sums it up for now.
bye bye.
Tristan, you have a point. Reading comments on this blog is pointless. But then posting the picture is the first place was technically pointless, as was having the skeleton there in the room. Most of the things people do are pointless, but we do them all the same. I suppose there must be some ulterior motive to the actions of humanity, but I dont really know it. Maybe it has something to do with fate and unconscious decisions. But then why do we need fate? Questions like these make me want to go off into the woods and find a place to sit for a couple hours while I contemplate contemporary plates. Another useless thing.
I really wish I could fly right now. I could go all sorts of places, and see anyone I wanted. But would I take wings or just...fly? I always wondered what I would do if offered the choice. Wings are cool, cause they're wings. But just plain flying would be nice, because you would never get tired. I dont know...maybe I'll ask a bird some day to see if she likes having wings or if she wishes she could just fly around.
My headache is getting worse and worse. But I am not getting tired. This might be a long night.
1) the whole reason you just posted that comment was so you could use "ulterior motive," and you can't deny that.
2) why does the bird have to be a she?
birds are pretty.
most birds are pretty. and i thought about having the bird be a he, but the idea of finding a bird out in the woods singing is poetic in its own right. But the masculine sense would have bogged down that poetic feeling, so I kept it light and mysterious, as is associated with the feminine gender
so you're saying I can't be light and mysterious because I'm a guy? thanks man. thanks a lot.
and with one more photo posted, the skeleton will be knocked off the front page and placed maybe not so gently into Archivedome.
Someday, another photo will be blessed with our blasphemous comments.
good day to you.
i read sam's comment and then look back to my response, "birds are pretty."
i laugh.
its not very fun to think that this post will not be on the "recent posts" page for much longer.
i will still make and effort to visit it.
when i begin to post graduation pictures, this photo will indeed be gone. Hm...are there any others that are really up to the challenge of holding 50+ comments? I'll need to find one...
haha, i almost need an archive for these comments
i vow to never abandon the o-so-commented-upon skeleton photo.
wow, i couldnt find this guy. i had to search my own blog. ouch. anyways, holland is interesting, im trying to learn dutch while im here, which is going well. i can actually read a little bit. anyways, i forgot my cable, so i cant post any photos...sorry. anyways, i need to pack, 'cause we leave tonight. goodnight, everyone
its so tired here. the song says "isn't it midnight?" and i say "somewhere. but not here."
oxesome!!!
tristan.
what?
jen.
you'll understand when you're younger.
you know. i don't love this photo. i mean, it's alright but i have many others that i prefer. why did we chose this one to pay so much attention to?
now gather round, and I'll tell the tail of the skeleton commenting phenomenon.
because carey was amused by the fact that there was a spam comment on this one and the fact that that amused her amused me, which made me comment again, and then she replied to that saying she was glad she made my night, and then sam posted saying stop using it as a chatroom, but then he said actually keep going because it was making his night, so we did. plus the fact that sam stopped posting photos for a couple days helped this.
sam needs to post some beach and trip photos and should find a way to get his cell back.
and jen needs to come home from her trip that i wish i was on
i just realized that i havent posted here in weeks. oh well, im not even sure if anyone will read it. maybe...just maybe...maybe ill put this post as a favorite, so that i just press and button and suddenly i am here! then i could post all the time
and now i've just read through everything posted here. what were we thinking? we are all very intelligent or very strange. perhaps both?
i am here!! well no...i'm there!!
wait...what??? anyways...sam. you are not getting your text messages and i will be home soon. i would really love some tea but i can't because its "quiet time" and that makes me want to die some.
I'm not? I've already had to delete my inbox once since you left, love. And I'm almost full again. I've been getting as many as can be gotten. Gotten is kind of a fun word. And I just heard a gunshot. This won't be a fun night...
where are you, tristan?
tristan went to camp, love. he'll be back sometime in early august, i think. took me a week to realize he'd left though...am i a good friend?
i didn't know when leah left for camp. we're bad friends together, though. so its ok. maybe.
I wish you could come up to Vermont with me next week. I tried to get my parents to let you come, but they didn't like the idea. I'm still trying, because, after three hours hours seperation, I'm desperately missing you. I love you
please don't make them mad, love.
don't worry, I'm careful. that's not true. I'm lucky, then
80 comments!
this is getting ridiculous.
Jen! (Tristan!) We need to hold a party when we reach one hundred comments on the Skeleton! we need to find someplace to meet and then have a big party...with fireworks and fried dough. i would love some fried dough right now. or some fireworks. both! anyways, what we all need is a party
hm. should we invite her too? we probably should. first we need to find somewhere to have this party. it's needs to be late at night as to commemorate our late night insanity that probably is the reason this picture is so heavily commented upon; we have nothing else to do at three in the morning.
wow, this comment will make 83. 17 more and we shall have to make plans for our party
are you suggesting we actually plan? mm...where would you put a party of three or four people celebrating the uselessness of commenting on strange photos of inanimate objects?
more importantly, what would you feed them?
ambiguity, ahoy! wow, I can't believe the Skeleton is nearing retirement age. He'll go out with a bang though, no worries. But is there really another photo capable of hosting 100 comments?
wait, isn't going to be a bit odd with three photographers? like, normally there is only one of us taking pictures of people doing things...but now there is going to be three! this will be interesting.
It's raining outside, and it is beautiful. i can hear the rain in the valley, and i love it
it will be very odd. you know, sam, we must save some of the 90th-100th commments for tristan or carey, who have not commented in a bit.
i was thinking that. But you shouldn't have said it, because now Tristan is going to complain about us not leaving room in the most sarcastic way he can. And I don't think Carey will comment here unless we ask her to do so. After this comment, 9 left
Jen, your family is very good at sleeping. I wish you would wake up, however, so that I wouldn't be alone down here with my tea.
why didnt you wake me up, love?
and i was really tired. really really tired.
I couldn't wake you up, I would have felt bad for taking away your sleep. You were so tired, and deserved as much sleep as you could get
if this song were not so wonderful i would sleep now. but i am content to just swing here and think about sleeping under the stars tonight.
I need to leave for Washington soon. I just plain don't know whether I'm looking forward to it or not. Too much.
Jen, if you need me, just call my cell phone. I checked, and I will have service the entire time, but I'll need to turn my phone off for battery every night. I'm going to miss you so much, Jen. I love you.
welcome home, love. you should get home in about 2 hours. can't wait. i miss you and i feel awful for unknown reasons.
this is my last comment. i am going camping today so i will need to upload my memory card before i go. hopefully i can blog one or two before i have to leave. i guess i should go now and try get my camera case into my stuffed bag. oh well. it will all work out somehow. is there any way to safely bring a camera in a canoe? didn't think so. i hope you two enjoy your final comments. farewell skeleton, you will be missed.
No clever and witty comment from me could properly bring this to an end.
Therefore, I leave with a simple, short...
goodbye.
There is something to be said for writing something no one will ever read. Even though no one will ever look here, I still feel the need to carefully choose my words. Maybe I hope someone will see this, and appreciate the words. So here in a shadow I want to write, maybe just to myself, that I still love her. I still think she is beautiful and wonderful and filled with poetry, and I love her. All the memories I love, that fill me with comfort and warmth and love, come from times with her. Part of me is still afraid that I don't love her, that I am just living in a happy past. But if I had the chance to be with her again, to make new memories, I would take it. God, I would give anything I have to take the opportunity. I wronged her, and I hate myself for it. But still, everything I feel, see, and love, I want to share with her. I want to share myself with her. I will endeavor not to live in the past, to forget what cannot or should not be. But if I cannot stop loving her, how can I be blamed. She was perfect for me, and I wanted to be perfect for her. I am sorry I wasn't. So, secretly, I will strive to be a better person and to try harder. That will be my drive and motivation when things seem too difficult to bear. I don't want to hurt anyone, and I never want to hurt her ever again. I would give everything that is mine to give to protect her. I want her always to be safe, and always to be happy. I don't know if I can make her happy ever again, but if I was given the chance, I would try with all that I am to make her happy and to keep her safe. I would hold her in my arms and protect her from everything. God, I wish she was still mine, and I wish I was still hers. I still live you, Jennifer. I think I always will.
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