June 29, 2004 @ 12:15 am by sean
Shoot dang Angie’s a cool gal! We went to the Henry Ford Museum today. It was quite a bit of fun. I don’t know why it’s only the second time I’ve seen her since school got out. She only lives like 50 minutes away. That’s a privilege I better take more advantage of. Especially since she’ll be down at that place with the kangaroos soon. And ’cause people from school aren’t that close and don’t get to see her as often as I could, so I could rub that in their face.
I got Dave Matthews Live in Central Park for my birthday! I stole it from Angie’s CD case while she wasn’t looking! Haha! The day is mine!
Well really my sister bought it for me. I wouldn’t steal nuttin’ from her.
My ear hurts. I’m pretty sure someone shot a gun next to it at Alyson’s birthday party on Thursday. A cap gun of course, that went with the candy cigarettes and flappers and gansters and moonshine and strange sandwiches. It was the coolest birthday party I’ve ever been too. I even spent an undisclosed amount of money on a vintage suit from ebay. It looks tight.
My friend Candace lives up in East Lansing and kinda goes to MSU. We communicate through post cards, but since I don’t have any around here, I use photographs. It works quite well, and when she gets them, she puts them on the wall in her apartment. She is quite an artsy kind of person who knows lots of artsy kinds of people. She tells me that I have somewhat of a reputation up there and a lot of the people who visit her apartment comment on my photographs. Well I’ll be. She thinks I should set up a booth at the art show up there. Or somewhere. I won’t of course, but it is nice to know people who have no idea who I am and will probably never meet me, compliment on my photographs. Not that friends haven’t before. But I’ve got nice friends(which is a great thing indeed) so I can’t always trust they are giving an honest opinion. Especially since I don’t see much special about my photographs to begin with.
The reason I won’t set up a booth is the same reason I don’t let people read my ‘memiors.’ I don’t write my memiors for other people. I never intend to let anyone read them so I know when I write them, I am completely honest. If I knew someone might read them, I might – consciously or subconsciously – write with a slightly different perspective. I don’t take pictures for other people. I’ve got hundreds of photographs people have never seen. So if I start showing them to people, my motives might change and then I’ll try to take photographs pleasing to other people. I’m recording memories in ways I find pleasing, and that’s all I care about. I’m allowed to be selfish because they are my photographs and no one else has any right to see them. If one asked, I probably might hesitate only a little, but I’m not going to offer. Just as the opinions and views in my ‘memiors’ would be spoken by myself if someone asked, but I won’t offer them. And no one would ever read the whole thing in its entirety. And I wouldn’t offer them, because who even cares that I write them in the first place? It doesn’t effect anyones life in any way. If no one knew I wrote in them they wouldn’t be any less of people for it.
I finished watching ‘Citizen Kane’ tonight. It was good. I’ve heard a few times it is the best movie ever made. Ok. Not in my complete lack of cinema knowledge it wasn’t; but maybe if I knew more I’d think differently.