DID YOU GUYS KNOW that last weekend (as in actually not last weekend but the last weekend before last weekend?) was Purim?! Do you know what Purim is? Do I know what Purim is? What is this? What am I? What is box? I took my mom’s/my Olympus OM-1 from the 70s to our temple last last Sunday and made some photographs. Surprisingly, they’re actually weirder than the expired disposable ones (which didn’t really turn out weird at all); I guess the film I used in these (Kodak Portra) had some odd color thangs going on or something or SUMTHEN. I really like how they (or these ones at least) turned out.
Jew-friend Eli. We’re so cool, hangin’ out on stairwells (REALLY EDG•E™).
POLE.
Eli again.
In case you haven’t noticed (which is nothing but probable) I love pictures with hands/fingers in them.
My window sill. Also: leftovers of science fair experiment?
Makes me feel like Yellow House by Grizzly Bear.
Where I am now! Desk!
Thanks for looking, guys. I would say less pictures + more writing later, but that’s probably not going to be true (starting a new project involving photography soon) and that’s not even necessary. I don’t know why exactly I always feel like posting one or two paragraphs and a whole bunch of pictures is some sort of cop-out. It ain’t! Or maybe it ain’t ain’t! You people seem to enjoy it, regardless of my Jew-like over-sensitive paranoid behavior.
*smiley smiley* danke.
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Posted by Spencer on Mar 8, 2010
‘ello folks. I spent this weekend in Michigan with my brother and father, one of whom just got back from a decently long tour (my mom stayed at home for a school event – it was a dudely weekend). We watched two RATED-R MOVIES and went PAINTBALLING, both of which were really fun. My favorite movie of the two (the other being District 9) was Inglourious Basterds. I’m not much of a violence guy but it being semi-comedy + totally ridiculous + um, Nazi-killing + just really well-made made the movie amazing / I want it to win some Academy Awards night-of-the-to! My favorite part of the entire movie is when Marcel drops the cigarette and says something that sounds a lot like “Rosh Hashana” but may very well not be. It’s just SO GOOD.
On Friday I went to the old Chicago stockyards* with my class and brought along an expired disposable camera (found in my closet). The ‘expiredness’, let’s say, isn’t really apparent in the photos, but it was still fun to cohort through gross muddy snow and greasy railcars without having to worry about a nice machine (film or digital SLR). Unfortunately, in addition to the expiredness not being apparent, there weren’t any light-leaks/etc. like those from my canoe trip in October, either. I’m still happy with how they turned out (and that I didn’t have to wait a squillion years to develop them).
As far as an industrial district goes, some of it was pretty beautiful.
abandoned firehouse.
nick.
* half of the class read The Jungle awhile ago, so it was supposed to be a chance for them to see that actual setting of the book and stuff (even though most of it’s gone). My group read Our America and was supposed to visit the old Ida B. Wells neighborhood, but there kind of isn’t anything there anymore, and it would be rude to just come into somebody’s neighborhood and act like it’s a crazy part of history, y’know? So we all went to Back of the Yards.
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Posted by Spencer on Mar 7, 2010
Hello. I want to empty my iPhoto “flagged” folder. HERE ARE SOME PICTOGRAPHS*.
* I think that actually means an ancient cave-drawing or something, but in this case it is the combination of picture and photograph.
1 from neighbor’s birthday party in January 2 a quarter of my Moleskine collection 3 tube amp lamp 4 our delicious curtains.
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Posted by Spencer on Mar 1, 2010
OY SCIENCE FAIR. Excuse me while I present, uh this:
I tested (or tried to test) the effect of detergent on plants. As you can see from this sophisticated chart, data was found inconclusive (it represents all of the plants, by the way, including the non-detergent control). I just talked about how detergent can be dangerous to our environment by helping this one algae grow and thus coating ponds and killing ecosystems and stuff … FINE, I WAS RIDING THAT ONE KID’S HOVERCRAFT IT WAS JUST SO COOL.
Yeah, so.. I don’t know. Before the fair we went to Chipotle. They were playing an old Wilco semi-b-side, ~as usual~. There were a bunch of little kids running around and simultaneously PIERCING everyone’s eardrums. Sammy and I stood on a pile of snow.
While I’m on the topic of “Re: Exactly What Is In My Head At This Exact Moment Exactly” I would like to mention some pictures from last fall when I took a cheap disposable camera on my class canoe trip to Wisconsin. At the time, I thought all the light leaks and such were “bad” – now I’m like, “ooooowhwhawkjhg this is the best camera in the world how is it fi’ dollaaa????” The first three are outtakes I never scanned, others just my favorites.
Mmmm.
1-2 from before the trip. testing out the camera. 4-5 so icky to see that gross highway in the middle of this amazingly beautiful river. p.s. this. 6 FAV. 7 the leaks, oh the leaks.
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Posted by Spencer on Feb 24, 2010
Weekend win! I got to see Wilco play in Madison (rocked, obvz, duh, durr) and subsequently (consequentially? coincidentally?) my dad, who’s on tour (aka not home) (parentheses). I even caught a ride back on the band bus early yesterday. Really early, actually, as in three-hours-into-the-day early. I stumbled out of the cozy womb-like bunk, in which I only slept a few hours, back into Chicago, where I only slept for another few hours. I proceeded to stay in pajama pants the whole day and take commissioned photos of Joey’s (Sam’s best friend / practically honorary brother) family. Later Noah (Sam’s best friend / practically honorary brother’s two-year-old nephew) was brought over while my mom showed something to his parents. They left him in my room to play drums and be fascinated by a lamp with “bubbles” in it.
(note: top, 2 dollar bill with self photoshopped on it. est. 2005)
OOH.
NO MATTER WHAT, THIS CHILD WOULD ONLY HOLD THE STICKS BACKWARDS. Send him back to the stork, whydon’tyou,parents.
New blog (a la Black Cab Sessions) of toddlers playing these drums. Yes? I think it could be awesome.
Anyway, Wisconsinland was vurry (burry, hah, punny, like burr, because it’s cold) fun; I’m mad at myself for literally not taking one single photograph there, especially in its snowy-ness/”winter wonder land” state. Hopefully we’ll take a trip up north again sometime before the snow melts.
p.s. the Onion loves Wilco.
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Posted by Spencer on Feb 22, 2010
