Foolish gibberish
Ok so I’ve totally fallen completely off of the “sketch a day” wagon. I’ve fallen off and it is driving down the road without me. I have a number of excuses: I’ve been sick this past week, for one. Also, my energy is has been diverted into decluttering my house.
As I decluttered my books I found a sketchbook I was using when I was going through “Drawing On the Right Side Of the Brain.” So I thought I’d post something from it for today’s post. I’m thinking I will finish going through the book.
Other parts of the list:
“Rebellion is obsolete – change things from the inside working out.”
– Mark Mothersbaugh
My next Holga shot is one that I’ve always kinda been fond of. I took it on a beautiful spring day in Portland. I beleive this was the first time I used Ektar and I instantly fell in love with it’s saturated tones when I got this roll back.
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Geeky Bits:
Camera: Holga 120N
Film: Kodak Ektar 100
A few weeks ago I was driving around town with my husband. We decided to go to the movie theater to see what was playing and then he wanted to show me this area behind the movie theater where they starting a housing development. We parked the car for a moment up on a hill to look at the empty lots where new houses would be in the future. “Does that guy have a machine gun?!?” said my husband. I was seeing the same thing and indeed, had the same thought. There was a young adult male standing at the back of his SUV pointing what looked to be a machine gun at something, as if he were about to do target practice with it. Next to him watching and laughing was a younger looking male (I swear he had to be a pre-teen) holding what looked to be a shotgun. I could see the face of the younger kid with the shotgun more clearly because he was facing us (they were both at a distance though – thank god) and he looked like he was laughing in a fun way.
I couldn’t believe my eyes. Was I really seeing what I was seeing? Was I really seeing two young adults playing with a machine gun in such an nonchalant way, right next to a busy shopping area? As we both stared in disbelief the guy with the machine gun turned his head and looked at us. I felt fear go through my veins and I wanted to be out of there right now. We drove away a few moments later. We talked about maybe calling the police, and maybe we should have, but I don’t think what they were doing was even illegal.
My mind keeps flashing on this weird, terrifying moment. I still can’t believe it was real.
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Blatherskite 