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I am Joe's Enraged, Inflamed Sense of Rejection.
Fight Club (page 60)
by Chuck Palahniuk
I am happy to have students who are literate and who enjoy good literature, or at the very least superior films, but I am at best only catiously pleased when kids tell me they like Fight Club. I know that at fifteen, sixteen, even seventeen, most of these kids don't understand what the book is actually about. With their iPods, their Von Dutch hoodies, and Lucky Brand Jeans, they are well on the road to becoming the kind of people Tyler Durden would punch in the face. I can only hope that when they get older they will re-read the book or re-visit the film with fresh, more mature, more thoughtful eyes and realise you are not your iTunes account, nor your Klippan sofa, nor are you your Audi or Beemer or Lexus. You are not "how much money you've got in the bank. You're not your job. You're not your family, and you're not who you tell yourself [....] You're not your name [....] You're not your problems [....] You're not your age [....] You are not your hopes" (page 143).
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Day 50 in my 365÷52 Photo Project
& 8/52 Buques
Reason(s) for Rejection:
- Poor Lighting (High Sun): The angle of the sunlight is too high, a common problem in the summer months of year on mid-day shots.
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The last upload of my family trip to paris, a fantastic city with a awful lot of photo opportunities.
Of course I did encounter a few rejections, funnily it all came from the traffic cops. I’m not sure why. You must be wondering why most of the photos were of the men well I did approach one lady traffic cop and that turned out to be rudest women around. Just like I had approached the others, I walked up to her and said a chirpy smiley hi (yes I’m very chirpy).she just looked at me, glared and gave me a dirty look and walked away. I tried again thinking she hadn’t heard me but she did the same thing again. I was really taken aback given I had been getting so many wonderful messages from the armed forces.
That did bring down my mood and I think I spent the next 10 minutes with this grey cloud hanging over me as I complained to the rest of the gang. That’s when this traffic cop pulls over right in front of me and I decided to try my luck again. He just made my day and I probably developed a tiny crush on him ;p
i told him about our little project and he tells us in this amazing baritone voice that was accompanied by his gorgeous smile that though he’d love to write down a message for me, he was on duty and about to escort the vips out of the parade. He was just so nice that I told him you have just made my day. And guess what he told me?
“you just made my day as well” :PPPPPPP
(*visi faints and goes awwwwwwwwwww)
Hehhe oh yeah he boosted back my spirits alright and the rude lady was forgotten.
Ask Malaysia project
In occasion to the National day celebrations, Flickr KL decided to hit the streets and get people to tell us their message for Malaysia.
It was a wonderful experience walking up to strangers and getting them to write down their message. will tell you more later.
The merdeka photo shootout was a blast - and we were up to our usual antics ;p
Malaysia celebrated its 50th independance on 31 August 2007.
Happy Birthday to my darling nation.
After a rejection from a male stranger, I decided to go "All ladies" for this batch. I hang out a little bit in the area and just do "People-watching". I've noticed these 3 pretty ladies doing selfies right in the stairs so I stand beside them. Luckily, one of them approached me to take photo of them. After few clicks on their phone, I said to hold their position and aim my camera. I guess one of them ask me.. Why? I replied, "This is to show to the world that angels really do exist!" :) Lol! And they all laughed at me. But seriously after that, I explained the project and they all agreed to be part of it. I just forgot to ask them what they do but I remember they said they are all living and working here in NY. Hats off to you ladies for participating in the project. Feel free to grab the photo! Cheers! :)
Find out more about the project and see pictures taken by other photographers at www.flickr.com/groups/100strangers
I offered my apple core to the horse I rode on the first day ride with Polar Hestar, but it was rejected as not-food.
I went outside today in my yard and noticed a caterpillar from a pipevine swallowtail and thought I'd offer it up to my yard resident tarantula. Well, she felt the vibrations, came out, crawled on top of it, backed up, pushed it away and went back down her hole. I guess she doesn't like bright red caterpillars. That's the caterpillar in front of her. I had similar results last night with a black june bug. she actually drug it down her hole, then brought it back out and pushed it several inches away. I'll offer her a brown June bug tonight, she seems to like them. Who woulda guessed that Tarantulas are picky eaters
This was actually shot using not only the B&W mode in my GF1, but also with a Kodak yellow filter attached to the Switar (but toned sepia in Aperture). Natural vignetting resulting from the cine-lens was also emphasized in Aperture.
Since I don't have a lens cap for the Switar, I'm walking around with this filter on it as a temporary lens cap. Kinda sorta interesting.
I expect the usual invective for my critical rejection of a cute furry animal. Just don't get me started on the remains of a partially eaten native bird in my yard this morning — killed by yet another introduced species. They ruin everything!
Rabbits can't be blamed for the state of this classic North Ronaldsay structure. Those slabs of Rousay Flag make great roofing; then gravity takes over. Without maintenance this is the fate of such structures; without people to do the maintenance thermodynamics takes over. What we have here is a symptom of the economy and depopulation of little islands.
We mightn't blame the cute furry bunnies for this ruination. But it's worth a closer look. The horseshoe on the roof hasn't helped with the fortunes of this place and I was drawn to wonder about the pale grass-free patches. They're warrens, and scattered about the scene are no fewer than thirteen lop-eared varmints. If nothing is done, they'll be the ruination of North Ronaldsay too.
PLAY, INTERACTION, SPECTACLE!
Jean Tinguely created his work as a rejection of the static, conventional art world; he sought to emphasize play and experiment. For Tinguely, art was not about standing in a sterile white space, distantly gazing at a silent painting. He produced kinetic sculptures to set art and art history in motion, in works that animated the boundary between art and life. With his do-it-yourself drawing machines, Tinguely critiqued the role of the artist and the elitist position of art in society. He renounced the unicity of “the artist’s hand” by encouraging visitors to produce work themselves.
Collaboration was integral to Tinguely’s career. He worked extensively with artists like Daniel Spoerri, Niki de Saint Phalle (also his wife), Yves Klein, and others from the ZERO network, as well as museum directors such as Pontus Hultén, Willem Sandberg, and Paul Wember. Thanks to his charismatic, vibrant personality and the dazzling success with which he presented his work (and himself) in the public sphere, Tinguely was a vital figure within these networks, acting as leader, inspirator, and connector.
- See more at: www.stedelijk.nl/en/exhibitions/jean-tinguely-machine-spe...
oh hey, camerafail! seagull likes to turn me into a ghost.
got another rejection letter this week. i try not to take it personally. let's face it: i'm just not doing what's cool. but i tell you, any amount of self-assuring justification for why my work is still darn good and how rejection letters are no reflection on the quality of what i do and how i do this for myself and not for other people anyway, they still hurt, and still make me question whether i should keep bothering. every damn time.
fuji instax mini film, shot in seagull 4a
My first job interview was with the local bus company Rhondda Transport. This envelope bore the tidings that as I could not calculate the amount of fuel needed to take a coach of certain capacity from Porth to Caernafon I did not get the job in the publicity office writing the company magazine. Still can't figure it out.
Mailed from their offices in AberRhondda Road, Porth sometime in August/September 1968.
My second interview was no less inauspicious. Made my way to the Cardiff Studios of Harlech TV didn't get the job as a junior hack. By now I was doubting my abilities as a wordsmith, a budding Hemingway or Greene, I eventually realised that I would not even reach the dizzying heights of Ms Blyton. So thank God for the Celtic Press in the shape of the Rhondda Leader.
Harlech TV Ident:
December 28, 2021: It’s cold in my car even though I’m wearing my #boots and a warm #winter #jacket. I guess it’s my #bluejeans that latch onto the cold sending a steady #shiver through my legs. Or maybe it’s the cool air I’m breathing in and out, that travels up the sides of my face and over my eyes and forehead thanks to the #mask I’m wearing.
I’m here to pickup Chanel from the South Surrey Veterinary Hospital. I don’t want to. It will be her remains, cremated and in a mother of Pearl #vase my Mother doesn’t remember selecting the Saturday before #Christmas, the day we decided to put her down following the discovery of a golf ball sized growth in her belly.
Sitting in my car alone is becoming more and more of a past time for me. An escape. It has been for years now. A way for me to avoid facing the responsibility and the overwhelming anxiety I get from the mess at my place and at my Mum’s.
I kinda got dumped today, although we were never going out. We are still friends though which is all she’s ever wanted. And I don’t regret the gifts I gave her, it was always unconditional. But yeah, a part of me was hoping a possibility existed that maybe one day we might date. It wasn’t my intention to pressure her to that direction, being demisexual, and even demiromantic, it’s not always easy for me to #love. I definitely have fears of #rejection and #abandonment. But she made it clear that wasn’t in the cards.
And it hurt. And it hurts to know it hurt, cause it makes me feel like, even unconsciously, that maybe part of me was making it conditional. Which my conscious mind never wanted. I wanted her to trust me. And I feel I violated her trust, and made her feel uncomfortable with my gifts and actions.
But I do love spoiling people I care about. I always have. I dunno. Of course, the pronouncement she made, which is absolutely her right to do so, it did bring the demons swinging out from the trees of my wild monkey mind, shouting at me about how horrible and unlovable I am.
Bleh.
I guess I should call the vets now. I’d give anything to hold Chanel one last time. She would kiss every inch of my face sometimes. I miss that.
362/365. #subverted #selfie #project
On a very unproductive day out in southend, this was all that i managed to take that i was fairly happy with. UPDATE: I've recently found out through google that this photograph was used on a spanish/portuguese (sp?) website about rejection :P
YAY FOR ME
28th October is Oxi Day in Greece, commemorating the rejection by Greek prime minister Ioannis Metaxas of the ultimatum made by Italian dictator Benito Mussolini on 28 October 1940 and the subsequent Hellenic counterattack against the invading Italian forces during the Greco-Italian War. This signalled the beginning of Greece's participation in World War II.
These events are now celebrated every year with military and student parades. Public buildings and private homes are decorated with the national flag and schools and workplaces are closed.
Note oedema in the lower two-thirds of the graft.
Photo: David Yorston.
Published in: Community Eye Health Journal Vol.22 No.71 DECEMBER 2009 www.cehjournal.org
An enlightening list applicable to rejection in love, work and elsewhere.
The obvious possibilities (Just possibilities):
You didn’t perform well.
You’re a work in progress and need to make some more progress.
The less obvious but equally possible (a partial list):
You smell just fine, just no...
howdoidate.com/personal-development/how-to-reject-rejecti...
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I don’t even know what to write! This is my first solo book, created without any support from institutions or companies. After countless attempts to reach out to the city council to develop a guide — and receiving multiple rejections — I decided to take matters into my own hands and publish this Lisbon Guide myself (with more on the way)!
To make the process easier, I chose Amazon’s print-on-demand service — meaning I don’t have 1,000 books scattered around the house 😃 (a definite advantage!), I don’t have to handle shipping (another plus!), and the book can be sold worldwide!
The only downside is that I can’t control the print quality (and I’ll admit, that really annoys me!!!). But there’s nothing I can do — I don’t have €10,000 to invest in printing.
So here it is, a guide to Lisbon! For now, it’s only available in English, but the Portuguese version should be ready next year! 😊
More information LISBON WILDLIFE GUIDE.
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Nem sei bem o que escrever! Este é o meu primeiro livro a solo, onde não tive apoios de nenhuma entidade ou empresa. Depois de tentar por inúmeras vezes chegar à câmara para fazer um guia, e de múltiplos nãos, decidi por mãos à obra e lançar por mim próprio este Guia de Lisboa (e mais a caminho)! Ora para facilitar o processo, decidi escolher o print on demand da Amazon, ou seja, não tenho 1000 livros espalhados pela casa 😃 o que é uma vantagem, não tenho de ser eu a fazer o envio, outra vantagem, e o livro pode ser vendido para os quatro cantos do mundo!!!! O único defeito, é não conseguir controlar a qualidade de impressão do mesmo! (e isso confesso que me deixa um bocado irritado!!! Mas nada que eu possa fazer, não tenho 10.000€ para gastar em impressões). E aqui está, um guia para Lisboa!! Por enquanto, apenas em inglês. Mas no próximo ano deverei ter a versão portuguesa finalizada! 😊
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