Fri 04.29.16 – Happy 13th Birthday to this blog a few days late! While I worked most of the evening of April 24th in 2003 to set this blog up on Movable Type, I was able to publish the first post just a few minutes after midnight.
Photo by Ms. Jen on Tues. 04.26.16 of a flowering saguaro cactus in Parker, Arizona; photo taken with Ms. Jen’s Nikon D800 and a Nikon 50mm f/1.4 G lens.
In less that two hours it will be my birthday, and, in less than 24 hours it will be this blog’s 11th birthday.
The last year plus was more than a bit crap, so here is to a much better next year.
Photo taken this evening at the Seal Beach pier by Ms. Jen with her Nokia 808 PureView.
Wed 12.12.12 – Eight years and three days ago, I came into the possession of my beloved Nokia 7610 with its lovely 1 megapixel camera, Lifeblog software, and unlimited Cingular data plan.
From my Nokia 7610 to my current kick-ass Nokia 808 PureView, I have had eight great years of experimenting and pushing the boundaries of my photography practice with my mobile camera phones and sharing the photos to this blog, Flickr, Twitter, and various mobile photography projects.
I love mobile photo photography!
I would love to have a full time job in it, be it on a team involved in the creation of the camera phones, the software thereof, or being some fabulous mobile phone company’s imaging evangelist!
Here is to eight more years of great camera phones, better software to mobile blog / photo share with, and to even better photos!
Updated Sat 09.17.11 – One week ago late on Saturday the 10th of September, I wrote the following personal essay piece about the 10th Anniversary of 9/11. Within hours of publishing it, I turned it back to draft as I wasn’t ready for it to go live, especially not on the day that was meant to remember the dead and thank the living rescuers and heroes.
What I was trying to communicate with this piece is my anger and frustration at the media, Bush administration, loss of freedoms (for what? more fear?) and culture clash politics that have erupted in the ten years since. My own reaction on Sun 09.11.11 was to participate in a wee bit of dada-esque absurdism with my sister and not to listen to / watch / consume any of the media’s disaster porn.
As I stated in the essay, I am not angry or frustrated at those who died nor their loved ones, but at our cultural and governmental responses.
Am now republishing.
Sat. 04.25.09 – Happy sixth birthday to this blog, Black Phoebe :: Ms. Jen! Or happy blog anniversary! Yay!
It has been a big day with Jesse & Krista Wilder’s baby shower, grocery shopping, the April Birthday Girls BBQ at my place, then to Salon Pop for Nicole Welke’s art show, thus I am – like Scruffy – all tuckered out.
Fifteen years ago this summer, I was in the midst of the summer of weddings.
On July 10, 1993, Vicki married Rick in Brea, Ca. I was a bridesmaid.
On July 24, 1993, Annemiek married Ken in Gouda, Netherlands. I was a bridesmaid.
On August 7, 1993, Kimberly married Dave in Long Beach, Ca. I was a bridesmaid.
On August (something, 2 or 3 weeks after K & D), 1993, Naomi married Stephen in Shaver Lake, Ca. Blessedly I was NOT a bridesmaid. I had some other function of which I can’t remember.
I ended that summer a lot poorer in dollars, but richer in bridesmaid dresses. By the time the summer of 1993 ended, I had been a bridesmaid 6 times. I swore that after that, I would only ever be a bridesmaid for Erika or my sister. When I moved to Boston in 1994, I sold all the above bridesmaid dresses at a garage sale (except the one for Kimberly & Dave’s wedding, which bizarrely is still in my closet).
After the first wave of marriages within 2-4 years of graduating from college, there was a lull for about 10 years. Now the second wave of mid-to-late thirties marriages seems to be subsiding. With the big 40 birthday this year (yikes!), I have been doing a lot of reflecting on my hopes & dreams since college, as well as my friends and their hopes & dreams. I have thought about who we were and who we are now. I was so hopeful then.
Last Friday, Kimberly and I walked Scruffy down to the River Beach and let him run. I did the numbers in my head, and announced, “OMG! You and Dave will have your 15th Anniversary this year!” [[BRAIN EXPLODES!!!!]]
To all my friends who got married in the summer of 1993, Happy Anniversary! May you look back at 15 years of married life with pleasure.