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Fall (again).

Fall makes me take photos like this:

Oops. I did it again.

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Two weeks ago, my work had an “art@work” event.  Employees could submit their artwork to be displayed throughout the Company.  With over 16,000 employees (who not all, of course, submitted work), one of my photographs was chosen to be displayed on the Company’s homepage!  I even got a few email compliments from random directors in other areas of the Company.

Here is the piece that was selected for display:

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i don’t think i’ve ever referred to myself as a woman but i’ve stopped calling myself a kid.  i don’t always end up where i’ve set out to go but i rarely stray too far.  i stop myself from talking to myself through talking to myself.  it’s audible.  sometimes i don’t let myself edit myself, while other times i edit to the point of silence.  it’s all an exercise in self-deliberation and sometimes you win, sometimes you lose.  the point is not in the emphasis nor in the punctuation–it’s the story as a whole.  you can’t fill in all the blanks deliberately.  sometimes you need a misstep or two to do things for you.  and more likely than not, you need a whole series of mistakes.  you need the clear head that only those moments of self-loathing can bring you.  you need those moments where you don’t even feel bad anymore to start feeling bad.  you need to focus on nothing at all so that you can be met with total clarity.  sometimes it’s more about the path than it is about the destination (but that’s all been said before).  sometimes you have to just not.

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the least I can do is provide little pieces of my days. now more visually possible through the viewfinder of my phone. this is the new privacy; the new accessibility.

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