Posts tagged “photography”
I hate Instagram because it lets people deliberately destroy their already-limited phone camera photos with fake vintage filters. These are irreplaceable memories. They'll look vintage on their own in five years. Stop wrecking your photos for faux-nostalgia.
News outlets are falling over themselves to publish the most presidential-looking Obama photos they can find.
Just your typical SF weekend: a giant horde of zombies colliding with 5000 anarchists on bicycles. Nothing unusual here.
Spent Sunday in Dolores Park at a proper tea party in formal wear, complete with cucumber sandwiches, china from thrift stores, and dancing with a cane. A marching band showed up. San Francisco is making me even gayer. It was grand.
Moving soon. The flight is Monday.
Posting from Tobago, where the beach looks like this. Hope you're enjoying the fog, London!
Wandered London, had pub lunch, played in the park, and took lots of photos -- many involving a can of Baked Beans.
Photographic treasure hunt in West London tomorrow, one spot left. Cute people get priority, sorry not sorry.
A masterpiece of unintentional storytelling: Tom dominates the frame, baby Suri is his trophy, and Katie literally cranes her neck just to fit in. One photo captures their entire dynamic perfectly.
Taking a break from heavy topics to share the cutest couple alive, cuter than pandas holding hat-wearing kittens. Also: is Blair done? My sources say he'll last through the party conference, but I'm not so sure he makes it to October.
While I transcribe my analog notes, here are two new photo sets: marketing spotted in Ukraine, and an annotated collection of pretty buildings and statues, mostly for the terminally geeky.
Back from my trip and sorting through 338 photos. Check out my timeline, people I met, and a peek at Mikey's life in Ukraine. Much more to come.
I'm in Kiev with Mikey and forgot to mention it before leaving. Soviet architecture, gold-domed churches, WWII-themed restaurants, NATO gossip on the plane, marble subway stations with chandeliers, and a Stalin theme park featuring a 200-foot stainless steel Motherland statue. Also: mullets are in. More photos than you can handle coming soon.
Saw the Sultan's Elephant in London. It's here until Sunday, go see it. Also posted photos from my walk to work on Flickr.
I have internet again! New flat is gloriously 80s, grey and shiny. Close to the tube, got a dishwasher and a great view. Downsides: extortionate tech support, a shower that's only warm at waist height, and being slightly further from Popstarz.
Stunning sunset over the UK today has me feeling spring's promise. Also discovered "anablog" -- I'm redefining it as notes you scribble on paper while traveling to post later. I have a massive one from my Tobago trip still waiting to go up.
Holiday photos are up on Flickr!
At a New Year's party, "frightened badger" photos spiraled into an absurd menagerie: confused badgers, amorous penguins, orgasming amoeba, and my favorite, partially hydrogenated vegetable oil. All you need is a camera and drunk people.
CNN's picture editors are at it again, illustrating a story about exploding fireworks factories with a guy who looks exactly like Wile E. Coyote after a very bad day near a petrol depot.
Back from holiday, tanned, rested, and starved of male company. I took 273 photos and need to go clubbing. Also, Google has decided my site is the place to find Orlando Bloom pictures.
Only in London would there be a market for a company that holds your spare keys, because you don't trust your neighbours.
Saw an ad on the Piccadilly line: "New WKD Red. It's new and it's red. See what we did?" Refreshingly honest for an ad campaign. Reminds me of Matt. Also, loving my new camera.
Finally posted Days 2-4 of my NYC photos. Shorter sets, more interesting than the MoMA marathon, unless you're really into design.
Been busy today, more photos coming tomorrow.
First day in New York photos are up on Flickr: 101 shots covering Central Park and MoMA. Future days will have far fewer.
Outer Borough Day: met up with Colin in Brooklyn after a slow subway ride, wandered Prospect Park, walked Brooklyn Bridge, finished with Italian food and a village stroll. I heart New York. Huge photo set incoming when we're back.
Visited M's grandparents in New Jersey, wandered the city, shopped more. Flag count: 204. Bush voters spotted: still zero. Tonight: clubbing.
First morning in New York and I've already bought an iPod nano, a new camera, eaten an enormous burger, and caught short films by Daily Show writers. All since landing. Woo!
Photos from my birthday party are up on Flickr. God, I'm 24. That sounds so old.
I've been neglecting the blog, but I'm back to updating the scratchpad. In other news: new washing machine tomorrow (hallelujah, three weeks without clean clothes), and vacation photos are up on Flickr.
Watching the election circus from 6,000 miles away in Bequia. Distance makes the pettiness even clearer.
Bush arrives in Belgium and somehow the photo looks fake, and Laura looks like she escaped from a Dracula film.
My dad and I drove to the Mayaro coast on Trinidad's east side. I learned about coconuts floating ashore from a shipwreck, saw mangroves, and discovered that Crix crackers are beloved by Trinis despite being genuinely terrible. Also: chaotic maxi taxis and my dad's obscene BMW.
More photos from my parents' place in Mayaro: endless sunshine, a hot tub with a champagne holder and an ocean view, tropical flowers, and one impressive spider clinging to the hot tub cover. Consider this your selective deterrent or reassurance, depending on whether I want you to visit.
Spending a lazy holiday day at my parents' house in Tobago's Rainbow Hill development. Showed off the stained glass, a German sculptress's "local" art, rug-covered interiors, and an infinity pool overlooking the entire tiny island. Banana trees grow absolutely everywhere.
Photos from the tiny islands off Trinidad's northwest tip, where I spent much of my childhood. Highlights include a former leprosy colony now swallowed by forest, Venezuela visible across the water, and swimming in bizarrely vivid green water. I also tried to improve my composition. Mostly failed.
Visited the Asa Wright Nature Centre with my mom today, which was pleasant but slightly wasted on two locals who already knew everything our guide was telling the tourists. I also took some photos of Trinidad's stunning, relentless jungle. Fruit grows everywhere here without anyone even trying.
Polaroid says don't shake your photos like Outkast told you to. Also, I'm rating my blog on Hot or Not because yes, that's a thing now.
Steve's got a bold new look. Kinky, but sexy.
A sexy picture that doubles as a spot-the-duplicate puzzle. One person appears 4 times, two appear 3 times, five appear twice. I made it as a poster for my room. It got out of hand. Answers available if you can't figure it out yourself.
