Thank you, Adam. That last frame wasn’t meant to be empty, but I’d spent far too much time ferreting out a bug in the application that when I’d finally solved it (with the timely help of French software developer Matthieu) I said to myself fiddlesticks or words to that affect.
Some things are better left unsaid — I took that black “ending” canvas as both a renewal of marriage vows and/or a hugely suggestive tease …
It’s not the artfulness of the display, the cleverness of the selections, nor any craft, but precisely the absence of same that prompted me to gush. You got out of the way of all that and chose from the rich abundance of life around you living images, most in motion, or implying same. More photojournalism than the overthought compositions in which both of us more regularly dabble. The context and music are a fun “glue”, adding both context, as well as an almost absurd juxtaposition for the improbability of the context that no linear flipbook could emulate. Kind of a walk around inside your head, with a tacit requests for a willing suspension of rhyme or reason on our parts.
The multi-meg version is indeed better–if you are lucky enough to have a fast connection. But it’s more like a video game than art. I liked the style of the Debbie show more.
That last frame wasn’t completely black. I’m sure I saw fleeting, long-suppressed images of old, better-forgotten, girlfriends.
I really enjoyed that. I misread “not as finely rendered” to indicate that you tube was more finely rendered. Quick time is way better. That photo of Hilary climbing … where was that from? I don’t remember ever seeing it before. And the “girlfriends” — was that going to be the one of Debbie’s new college friends in their demin skirts on their way(s) to brunch with their parents?
Feb ’04 is more like 3 years ago. Wow, how did I miss that and those? I bet that will be my best present this year, and all unintended. It was a great read and great photo journal too. And that look on her face that you titled something like “before the kill yourself remark” — I’ve seen that a lot, but not lately. D’ya s’pose she outgrew it? I bet I’ll find out in the next few days.
We showed you and hubby a photo or two from this trip, but we didn’t get much of a response. As we oohed and aahed, you said, if I remember correctly, “I’d like to smack that smirk right off her face.” **
** Hil, I’m kidding. It’s called a joke. You are supposed to laugh.
I knew I had glimpsed the photo before, but I hadn’t really SEEN it, and I hadn’t even glimpsed the post. That was 5 months or so before I became a blog reader. I’m going to have to scour that early blog more thoroughly.
Glad you told us that was a joke … I didn’t laugh until I read that.
Comment by Jennifer — December 23, 2006 @ 12:35 pm
Wow. You can pretty much die now. That so rocked … ! A life in pictures … Dizzying heights right down on the ground. Big smile. It’s good.
Comment by adam — December 20, 2006 @ 10:19 pm
Thank you, Adam. That last frame wasn’t meant to be empty, but I’d spent far too much time ferreting out a bug in the application that when I’d finally solved it (with the timely help of French software developer Matthieu) I said to myself fiddlesticks or words to that affect.
Comment by michael — December 21, 2006 @ 6:09 am
Some things are better left unsaid — I took that black “ending” canvas as both a renewal of marriage vows and/or a hugely suggestive tease …
It’s not the artfulness of the display, the cleverness of the selections, nor any craft, but precisely the absence of same that prompted me to gush. You got out of the way of all that and chose from the rich abundance of life around you living images, most in motion, or implying same. More photojournalism than the overthought compositions in which both of us more regularly dabble. The context and music are a fun “glue”, adding both context, as well as an almost absurd juxtaposition for the improbability of the context that no linear flipbook could emulate. Kind of a walk around inside your head, with a tacit requests for a willing suspension of rhyme or reason on our parts.
Comment by el Kib — December 21, 2006 @ 6:58 am
P.S. Y’all, the Quicktime is worth it if you can — MUCH better quality … !
Comment by adam — December 21, 2006 @ 7:00 am
The multi-meg version is indeed better–if you are lucky enough to have a fast connection. But it’s more like a video game than art. I liked the style of the Debbie show more.
That last frame wasn’t completely black. I’m sure I saw fleeting, long-suppressed images of old, better-forgotten, girlfriends.
Comment by rakkity — December 21, 2006 @ 10:50 am
I really enjoyed that. I misread “not as finely rendered” to indicate that you tube was more finely rendered. Quick time is way better. That photo of Hilary climbing … where was that from? I don’t remember ever seeing it before. And the “girlfriends” — was that going to be the one of Debbie’s new college friends in their demin skirts on their way(s) to brunch with their parents?
Comment by Jennifer — December 22, 2006 @ 9:59 pm
Two years ago, climbing Mt. Monadnock with Hil, Robby and Matt. Scroll down and click on the link to the photo gallery.
Comment by michael — December 22, 2006 @ 10:49 pm
Feb ’04 is more like 3 years ago. Wow, how did I miss that and those? I bet that will be my best present this year, and all unintended. It was a great read and great photo journal too. And that look on her face that you titled something like “before the kill yourself remark” — I’ve seen that a lot, but not lately. D’ya s’pose she outgrew it? I bet I’ll find out in the next few days.
Comment by Jennifer — December 23, 2006 @ 8:05 am
We showed you and hubby a photo or two from this trip, but we didn’t get much of a response. As we oohed and aahed, you said, if I remember correctly, “I’d like to smack that smirk right off her face.” **
** Hil, I’m kidding. It’s called a joke. You are supposed to laugh.
Comment by michael — December 23, 2006 @ 11:23 am
I knew I had glimpsed the photo before, but I hadn’t really SEEN it, and I hadn’t even glimpsed the post. That was 5 months or so before I became a blog reader. I’m going to have to scour that early blog more thoroughly.
Glad you told us that was a joke … I didn’t laugh until I read that.
Comment by Jennifer — December 23, 2006 @ 12:35 pm