Weekly Photo Challenge: Smile (if You Can)

Weekly Photo Challenge: Smile (if You Can)

In response to WP Weekly Photo Challenge: Smile.

I colour. Colour is used as a verb here. I do not identify myself with colour, as in I am a colour. Though, if I were a colour, I’d totally be pitch-black.

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Another Instaweek

Another Instaweek

I’m still on Instagram. And still taking pictures of crap. This week I couldn’t have even been bothered to take pictures of proper crap, so I’d just point my phone camera in a random direction and call the result abstract, conceptual and minimalist. That’s a polite way of saying that something is plain dumb and shows zero effort.

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26 March: Still traumatised by a blackout that happened forever ago and caught me in the act of not having a torch, I purchased a candle holder. Cheaper than a torch and doesn’t need batteries.
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27 March: The Day of the Triffids. That’s another trauma of mine, this time a childhood one. Ever since I read this book, I’ve been wary of plants. Admit it. This plant looks so scary.
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28 March: I was forced to sew a button back on my pants so I could wear them and I hated it.
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29 March: I unregistered from paying radio broadcast fees and since I now officially must not own a radio, I tossed my unused radio alarm on the shoe rack, ready to take it to the pawn shop. By the shape of its loop aka noose, I assume the device suggests I hang myself.
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30 March: You think you’re seeing a night light show? You’ll never believe me but it’s really a picture of bubbles on my coffee shot with flash. Yep.
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31 March: That’s not a disused flag but my bed sheets. Changing the bed was the highlight of the day. I so much hate doing it, jumping from one end of the bed to the other and trying to fit the supposedly fitted sheet.
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1 April: I’m either twelve or I never grew up because journaling in these super cute notebooks is super idiotic when an adult does it. I apologise if you’re doing it too. I don’t mean you, I mean me.

 

Bringing Light to Instagram

Bringing Light to Instagram

Do you think this post is going to be about my enlightening Instagram? Gotcha! Of course not. You should know better now than to trust me. I bring gloom and doom wherever I go, including Instagram.

Since the last week’s power outage, I’ve been entirely enthralled with manifestations of light. Light is good, especially artificial light, because artificial light means the power is on. And so is WiFi.

So I bring to your attention another instalment of my photo-a-day project (which I’m still denying I’m doing), as originally posted on Instagram.

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19 March: Go, Cheddar, go! Cheddar didn’t but I went to get groceries.
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20 March: The grocery mission was an unqualified success. For a small fee, I will organise your fridge all neat and nice like this. I’m OCD, that’s what I do.
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21 March: This is my flat entry door. I think someone forgot to throw in a threshold. Light Exhibit #1.
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22 March: That’s a perfectly useless random window in a wall between two rooms. But, good for Light Exhibit #2.
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23 March: I wasn’t drunk when taking this. My phone apparently was. But it’s Light Exhibit #3.
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24 March: I changed the bulb. Not ideal, but I never said I was a good janitor. Light Exhibit #4.
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25 March: I specialise in low-res grainy shitty photos. Street Light Exhibit #5.

 

Weekly Photo Challenge: Meaningful?

Weekly Photo Challenge: Meaningful?

In response to WP Weekly Photo Challenge: Meaningful.

This year’s last photo challenge is supposed to be meaningful. I actually read the instructions in the post, because that’s what I do, and the idea is to post a photo that is meaningful.

That is an impossible task because nothing is inherently meaningful. Things are only endowed with such meanings as we ascribe them. On the same subversive note, here’s a crappy photo which I subjected to filter torture. It was crappy before and it’s still crappy.

What’s meaningful about it is that it’s the first photo I took this year with my DSLR. It was on my birthday, coincidentally. Which might add an extra layer of meaning for some, though I consider birthdays a threatening occasion which only serves to remind us of our mortality.

My argument is, is there meaning to anything when we’re going to die anyway? Sorry, I digressed into meaninglessness. I think it’s called nihilism in philosophy and depression in psychiatry.

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Photo Gallery: Minimalist Abstractions

Photo Gallery: Minimalist Abstractions

I’ve been really overdoing myself shooting-wise. I don’t travel, I refuse to leave the house even, so my scope of subjects for taking pictures is extremely limited. I accept the challenge though and can be found these days wandering around my two rooms and snapping everything.

Developing Your Eye II: Double

Developing Your Eye II: Double

Part of WordPress’s photography course Developing Your Eye II.

Today’s photo prompt asks us to shoot our twin sisters. With the camera. I don’t have twin sisters that I know of, so my interpretation of double is slightly different. In keeping with my overachieving tendencies, here’s double double. Bonus points of you can guess what it is!