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No one knew quite where the Thread came from.
A visual remnant of a whisper
A secret between plant tips
One connection of many
In a forest of consciousness
So delicate, like a thought
You can barely remember
Just on the tip of your mind
Was the thread really there?
Perhaps, imagined into existence
Look away during a gust of wind
And it's gone...
A bit like us to a mountain or an ocean or a large redwood tree.
Maybe we should all just stop fighting.
And find the thread between us.
Recommended listening: Yui Onodera's 1982
yuionodera.bandcamp.com/album/1982
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I grew up in a time before the internet when everything was a little slower. Most of all, human interactions. It takes time and patience to wait for a human expression to develop…to see a reaction to something you’ve said or done…to evaluate all of the micro-expressions and how faces and moods can change over time. These days, people might equate it to how rings appear on a tree trunk indicating age but it really didn’t take that long when it was something that had to be done and expected.
I discovered more about people through music but, taking the performer out of it, you still have the human. I fell in love with so many musicians, Thom Yorke being one of them when I was learning my place in the world. I still have a love for him as a human and I think sometimes we have to recognize that these genuine moments don’t often happen right away or in the beginning of a performance. They take awhile to develop.
Our cells change over every 7 years and yet we are indeed the culmination of all our moments on Earth and all of our experiences, intimate and shared. So, how are both true…? Maybe our cells evolve with our carried memories. I’m not sure.
To live a truly unrecorded life where we’re never fully seen feels like a tragedy but now we over-record everything from our brunch to our yard decorations and are missing out on the nuances of human experiences.
In any case, time is an illusion. I am still a young girl waiting patiently for the hint of a smile to develop and teeth to show and perhaps Thom Yorke is still young and wistful about himself and the world. He will write the songs and I’ll take the photos even though we’ll likely never meet in this reality.
But, I can still say Happy Birthday. (Perhaps, the internet does have its advantages.)
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My apologies for those of you who don't really love music and were bored this past week with the barrage of concert photos. I am returning to some street photography this week so no one gets really bored.
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I really enjoyed seeing Rosali live at the Empty Bottle on Thursday night! Her folk songs are a little more edgy live with a full band and her voice was, as on album, spectacular!
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I've never been an audience member to call out song requests but the song I still often hear lyrics to in my head is one of Slowdive's very first hits "Dagger" from their album Souvlaki even after all of these years of many great albums. I just all of a sudden will sense Halstead singing, "The world is full of noise. I hear it all the time."
The noise grows each year...
www.youtube.com/watch?v=NYsX51qP40o
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One of the most creative musicians in Chicago today is Paige Alice Naylor. I really enjoyed her set at Constellation on Friday evening.
Have a listen here:
paigealicenaylor.bandcamp.com/album/the-unearthing
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This next theme will explore humans interacting and possibly relying on each other in some way. These two humans had an interesting angle and spacing in this moment (to me, anyway)
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I met Lana and this human (he was very nice when I acted like I had never seen an actual cat before) at Kattenstoet before the parade started.
You can follow Lana the Bengal on Instagram here: www.instagram.com/bengal.lana/?igsh=bWoyZHk5dThyMnB3
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I’m going back to work this week but I have professional development meetings before the kids arrive the following week. I’ve always loved children and feel bad for them now more than ever. Kids are being bombarded with so much information and constant capitalism, algorithms that try to convince them to buy products vs. connecting with others. Even if you take out all of the isms in this world right now, there are still major insurmountable problems like Climate Change to overcome. So, it’s delightful to still see kids not on a screen who are finding time to just be themselves and to grow and be happy. I want a world for them where they can do this peaceful and safely no matter who they are.
When I was at Los Dug Dugs on Friday night, I had the random experience of a parent of a child I had photographed a long time ago approaching me. She told me that I had photographed her son at an event called Guitarkestra where everyone brings a musical instrument (typically a guitar obviously but some people brought others) and plays at once. She said it was one of her favorites of her son when he was 9 years old. Then, she told me her son is now 26. These aren’t just random moments in time we’re capturing but vivid documents of a human life and we should always do so with purpose, meaning, and love in our hearts as we make sense in our world. If they are meaningful to even one person, that’s all that matters.
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There are so many things for children to wonder about every minute of the day but I find myself wondering what the world will be like for them when they are my age and if there will be anything left of it or us.
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Emil Ferris, author of My Favorite Thing is Monsters Part One (and now Part Two!) is one of those humans who only come around once in a lifetime and, if you believe in the reality of time and place, Chicago is very lucky to have Emil living here at this present moment. You just won't ever see a human as talented and revolutionary as this one!
This above photo is a diptych of Emil Ferris interviewed by Kurt Devine at the Harold Washington Chicago Public Library in downtown Chicago on Tuesday, June 4,2023 and these two graphic novels, which will blow your mind. Ferris made me laugh, cry, and even howl at the approximately one hour three minute mark:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=_kqKzpOkmHA
I would highly recommend all artists watch this interview.
More about My Favorite Thing is Monsters here: www.fantagraphics.com/products/my-favorite-thing-is-monsters
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For a while, you can’t quite believe this thing has happened. The absolute horror of it was something there were no words for. It seemed utterly impossible, like a natural disaster that lasts for multiple years that was somehow chosen again purposefully or like a whole country choosing an abuser and giving him ultimate power over all of us.
I didn’t know if I was ever going to even post a photo again. I didn’t sleep on the night of the election and I still had to go to work the next day. I have to be stronger than I actually am. I have to at least pretend in a way that might garner an Oscar performance as the main protagonist in the ongoing story of my life. Because, I feel like I am falling apart. The first student I saw on Wednesday morning was a fifth grader who I know was very hopeful Kamala would win. I couldn’t speak because I was so emotional but gave her a hug instead. Now, she’s growing up in a world where she will have no body autonomy. It is so hard to process the election when you are in front of others and have to function as if the world is still in a full state of rotation.
I took two Ibuprofen PM on Wednesday night so that I could fall asleep and, on Thursday, when I initially woke up, it was like my brain was in a bit of a fog and forgot all about what happened. As if, maybe it was all just a passing night terror. And then, it hit me all over again and it was somehow even worse that day. Like, when you find yourself distracted by something beautiful and then you quickly remember the overall reality right now that you are faced with. I managed to put my clothes on and then started weeping into my coffee before biking to work.
I feel sorry for my students the most. For the past few yeas, I have felt so terrible about climate change in the world and how it is changing and now we have someone in office who will do far more damage in this and other respects. His first plans are to abolish the Department of Education and the FDA. Environmental protections will fall by the wayside. Medicare will be privatized. Money for people with disabilities will be cut or eliminated and birth control will either be eliminated or very expensive and hard to get depending on where you live. Forget about human rights for those who are transitioning genders or who are nonbinary. He is of a limited mind and feels strongly that there are only two genders in existence (despite many centuries across the world of multiple genders). He plans on even deporting the citizens who may have voted for him. These are his actual plans in writing and he controls all three branches of our government *and* has declared he now has a mandate. So, I really don’t feel I am over-reacting. In fact, I was told I was over-reacting the first time he was in office and that Roe v. Wade would never be overturned. So, I guess maybe my fears are pretty realistic. I also want to be clear that I will not entertain any right wing, pro-Trump fascist comments on here. If you are in that category, your viewpoints are harmful to people I care about and now you are the ones in power. When you have respect for others, that means you don’t wish for policies that do extreme damage to their lives and vote for politicians to act out all of your fears, hatred, and ignorance. If you voted for Trump, I already know what your opinions are and they are responsible for destroying my county. We’ve let a group of famous billionaires (we all knew enough about to be cautious) join forces to define policies that will control us and I doubt the price of groceries will go down any time, either.
I’m going to try to write a little bit each day on my life experiences from now on. I don’t expect others to care or read it. If you do, that’s ok. If you don’t, you’re busy. Some days, it might be more about a film I’ve watched, a book I’m reading, a dream I’ve had or what music I have been listening to and how that is affecting me. Other days, it might just be a poem. There might be days I am just too devastated to lift my head up and navigate an unwieldy language around incomprehensible things. I have been encouraged by someone in my family to figure out a way to fly under the radar so to speak in terms of my strong opinions. This is the opposite of that and I carry this forward with a sense of anxiety yet also human responsibility. I have been so depressed I am not sure there is anything left in this world worth living for but I am definitely not going to live out whatever time I have left being silent.
Note: the above title is from a Mission of Burma song that you can listen to here:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=kvU5XEJmn0A
The lyrics seem very relevant:
genius.com/Mission-of-burma-fame-and-fortune-lyrics
The fortune cookie saying was from one of my favorite restaurants in Chicago called Yummy Yummy in Lakeview. The restaurant has a Vegetarian menu and many delicious options and is not as expensive as so many others these days.
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This piece is entitled Ant Bone IV by Hu Xiaoyuan
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hu_Xiaoyuan
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Das ehemalige Verwaltungsgebäude der Wehr- und Schleusenanlage nach der denkmalgerechten Restaurierung, Januar 2024.
Architekt: Otto Wagner
The administration building of the Nussdorf weir and lock,
was designed by Otto Wagner and built in secessionist style.
(Text: Wikipedia)
The underground water cisterns in Copenhagen, Denmark yielded some unique photo opportunities, although high ISO was needed for handheld shots, even at 1/15 sec exposure
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