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Wednesday, May 12, 2010

I'm not sure if you knew this, but I'm a professional photographer.

Would you like to see my wedding portfolio?

SO, Ross got me a Holga for Christmas, and I've been using it like crazy. Last week, I got three rolls of film developed, but upon opening my package, I made a startling discovery.

Apparently, in between taking the pictures and dropping off my rolls at Precision, I seem to have spilled water (acid?) all over the film.

Harumph. If you know me in real life, you already know how abundantly typical little accidents like these are. I'm not sure when I did this, but probably, it was a time when I didn't have Ross around to make sure I didn't screw anything up. Like last Sunday when I was making kombucha tea, and he entered the kitchen just as I accidentally killed the "mother" - the huge culture you use to make kombucha, which resembles a human organ.  I was inadvertently boiling it ... which apparently ... you aren't supposed to do.

As Ross sagely reminded me, you can't grow things if you kill them first.

(Also? I killed this "mother" on MOTHER'S DAY! The irony. Fortunately, I had a back-up. Culture. Not actual mother.)

But anyway, with the pictures, it's all good! Because a tiny few did come out. Also, I ordered a Diana Camera with instant-picture capacities last weekend, and am so excited to use it. Mostly because it's foolproof.


This is our dear friend Thiago, with another little friend of ours, Janna. How sweet are those faces?

Random van in coffee shop parking lot.

Moi!

Friday, January 22, 2010

A little eye candy, a little ear candy: It is Friday.

So let's celebrate!

I'm getting 2 rolls of Holga film developed this weekend, so to whet my appetite, I pulled gems from my favorite Flickr photographers.  Most of these are Holga pics, but some are not.

mariczka



hey azi



jean marc crocfort


This next photographer is very, very special. Her name is Pamela Klaffke, and I kind of stalk her site. A bit. Here is why.










Isn't that magical? I wish I could make my camera do those things.

Also, for your ears: Here's a delicious treat from the ol' YouTube. I pulled it specifically because Classixx is playing tonight for Learning Secrets' birthday show at Beauty Bar. If you like Phoenix, you might dig this too.  And, I can pretty much guarantee you'll get a kick out of the video.


Happy Friday, everybody!

Sunday, December 27, 2009

Bacon: Taking over Austin, Texas?

Have any of you seen Attack of the Killer Tomatoes?

The film's creator, Costa Dillon, graduated from the same place I got my Masters degree, UC Davis. (I'm sure there are a few degrees between us to Kevin Bacon somewhere). If you knew the reverence with which UC Davis regards its agricultural department, this fact would not surprise you.

Anyway, it occurred to me today that bacon (not Kevin) is establishing a similar reign over Austin, Texas. Whether that reign will continue as one of benevolence or one of terror is yet to be seen. Here are the facts:
Photo credit: RomanReign.com
  • Frank on 4th and Colorado makes a drink called a "Red-Headed Stranger" (wink!) prepared with bloody mary mix, cheddar cheese, bacon, and bacon-infused Dripping Springs Vodka. Did you catch that? Bacon. Infused. VODKA.

Photo credit: BootsInTheOven.com
  • A small gas station near my house, on the corner of 45th and Duval (not sure what the name is, but judging by the copious number of international flags hanging outside you might mistake it for a mini UN), sells bars of Vosges' "Mo's Bacon Bar," i.e. applewood-smoked bacon combined with milk chocolate.
Photo credit: MoxyJane at Flickr.com
  • Finally, this fact isn't specific to Austin, but NPR did a story earlier this month about bacon being the en vogue dessert ingredient. The same story includes a recipe for Peanut Butter Maple Bacon Fudge, which sounds both ridiculously unhealthy and KIND OF AMAZING.
My gorgeous and hilarious friend Anna recently wrote in an email, "I am so happy that even in a city full of health-conscious vegans (and the home to Whole Foods, no less!) that there is still a great appreciation of nature's fattiest and most delicious meat." Indeed! We do love bacon, it appears. Which presents an interesting gastronomic dichotomy between our ever-enduring vegans and raw foodies, and our newly-proud carnivores.

I've always been a salt-craving type of person, so these rather tasteful bacon creations would likely all be welcome to my palate. I wonder, though, if there are more over-the-top manifestations of the bacon craze that I just haven't heard of yet? Is any place in Austin cooking up bacon crème brûlée? Bacon bananas foster? Bacon-tinis? (Looking in your direction, Bill Norris).

If so, I would love to go A) eat it, and B) take a picture of it.

Speaking of pictures, I've been photographing things non-stop with my new Holga camera and can't wait to post some of the pics for you!! It feels like a little toy. The plastic-y "click" and manual "crank, crank" sound when I wind it haven't convinced me that it's actually capturing images, but that's probably because I'm a jaded 21st century photography consumer and only trust the near-silent magic of digital playthings. I halfway expect to open up my developed film roll next week at Precision, and instead of pictures, pull out ViewMaster slides of The Muppets or something.