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.
So every day last week, i walked by this harley parked right outside the building i’m working in, and well, everyone should photograph a motorcycle at some point. So i photographed it.
and the sequel!
I walked up to work to on Thursday to it being towed!
Let me tell you a story:
Apparently it was stolen. There was some accident, and the guy who stole it figured it would draw police, so he parked it, walked a block up, and stood in a doorway to watch. Sure enough the cops came to handle the accident, so he didn’t come back for the bike. He abandoned it, and it sat directly in front of our doors for a week. Finally, the building security folks (who are swell folks, btw), reported it and had it towed.
A block down K street, someone rides this vespa to work, perfectly legally from the looks of it. CIAO.
A third of my keys. Wanted to rock some tight close up macro-ey type shots. The red one is the valet key to my sister’s car, which i never got the chance to give back to her. I think someone’s keys speaks very loudly about what kind of person they are.
King Street, Alexandria. One of my favorite places to hang out, thought i don’t get the chance to do so very often.
A foggy day at the Springfield Metro. End of the line means that you get first pick of the seats when the train first rolls up.
Once a season, some friends of mine and i get together, dress in are sunday best, and go to a fancy restaurant. We call these gatherings “Meetings of the Fancy Bitches Society”. We invite women who don’t get the opportunity to doll themselves up and go out. Women who wear t-shirts and jeans to work, or some god awful uniform, or just love to eat yummy things and dress up.
( sun 09.25.11)
Dad and i, while taking a much needed break from working on the weekend, finally took it upon ourselves to check out the Joe’s Crab Shack in Fredericksburg, and you know what? It doesn’t suck.
You can check out some other weeks too: