Challenge: Take a picture once a day, every day, for 365 days.
I will be doing this through Instagram and my iPhone4. I’m hoping to publish this into a photo book in a year’s time, which will include haikus that will act as the photo’s commentary.
Wanna do it too? Photojojo has some groovy guidelines you might find inspiring.
Artists that live in shoeboxes never run out of interesting colors and textures to shoot. Experiment failed, but i suppose it fulfills the purpose of the project.
In early July, my grandmother (and namesake) passed away. We had her cremated. On the day 30 of this project, in mid august, We’d made it all the way down to Petersburg VA when we realized that we’d remembered every tiny detail… except grandma herself. So, i happened to catch pictures of Richmond as we passed through going southbound AND northbound, back to back. Four hours lost. Doh.
My father and his cousin. If i were to have an uncle in the sense that most people think of uncles, it would be that dude on the left.
My grandparents’ butsadon.
At a buddhist funeral, you offer incense to burn when you pray for their eternal happiness.
Howard’s Flea Market in Homosassa FL is a great place to find all kinds of oddities, and for ridiculously cheap too. (yeah, i’ve got some photoshopping to do on that one, but hey, i should do that for all of them when this is all said and done.)
My grandmother’s bedroom, where i am currently sleeping. It’s so strange not to have her here.