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I read the most incredible book today. Called The Fault In Our Stars. I spent all night at Powell's reading it. Actually, I had to read for a class tomorrow too, so I would read one section of that, and then one chapter of the book. (Until I finished the class reading and devoured the book) It was amazingly beautiful, heartbreaking, and funny, and hopefully but not in a bullshit way. I feel like books that are supposed to be really touching sometimes are just... prose, and beautiful, but abstract. This was so unabashedly real, so not embarrassed to be talking about America's Next Top Model in one paragraph and making you cry in another. Reading it in public was difficult, I had to restrain myself. And still got pretty emotional. (I think I may have freaked some people out.) But that's okay. It's okay. Please, just read it.

Thank you.

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One more for the night.

Everything on my front page is film right now and that makes me really happy. Film makes me feel really fulfilled.

And I love this image. I love the little out of focus (well, more out of focus than the rest of it..) bits. They were caused by raindrops, I shot this from inside the car. This is Steele's house.

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More Snow.

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35 mm, on the plane ride home to Portland.

From my journal:

It happened so quickly. We had stopped, on the runway, and I decided to get out my pentax--I liked the way the lights lit up the sky a dusky orange, a warm glow forming a horizon line dotted with orbs of light. So I did. And pressed my lens against the window, felt the shutter click heavy and real in my hands. And after, I bent down to wrestle it back into it's bag. But when I came back up, my window was filled with the most beautiful fluffy white smoke. I had no idea where it was coming from, at first, and I was taken and carried away with wonder. So the pentax was wrestled back out. The shutter heavy in my hands again. And I, for a brief moment, filled with innocent wonder. Something so fast: clenched heart, dive to bag, I must, must, must capture this moment. I refuse to let it slip by my fingers.

35mm from the first day of school, we had a snow day and got to leave early.

Snow in Portland is very different from snow in Colorado. The flakes are gigantic, big fluffy white things that melt almost instantly (except, obviously, for this day.) And the snow falls on all these beautiful branches. So we drove to breakfast and ended up on this beautiful road in-between all these trees, and oh, it was like being on a different world.

(I got my film back today and a lot of it came out wonderfully. There will be lots more from this day and from others and probably a lot more on my blog.)

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