Yesterday 4.7.08

Kore
On Mine
On Monday I went to my Dad's house in Queens. I've been cleaning out my old room so my Dad can turn it into a guest room. Since we were all going to be together (my Dad, my sister, and me,) my Dad invited my Mother over to have a family discussion about tuition. My sister and I are both starting new schools in the fall; Miriam is going into her freshman year of college, and I am transferring. Seeing my parents in the same room together is always strange for me, though they have certainly gotten better about it. It used to be that putting them in the same space for an excess of 10 minutes would almost guarantee a fight(example: my H.S. graduation.) This discussion could've turned into a major trainwreck, but thankfully it didn't. I dont know if time truly heals all wounds, but at least the big gorey ones are bandaid secured.
On Her's
Doesn't Mojo look so regal in this photo? If this were a painting it could easily hang in London's National Gallery or in the Uffizi. Wonderful as Mojo is and seems, the thing that makes this photo for me is the flower peeking in through the frame. It's also fantastic that Mojo is looking directly at it, as if to see who his competition is for adoration in this photo.
Em
On Mine
I don't have too much to say about this picture as it was a snap shot of the pup. I love the yellow flower in the corner, and I agree with Karina that this could be quite the painting. Perhaps Mojo could find a new career as a dog model for art students! Most adorable dog ever!
On Her's
Karina's parents have always seemed like a mystery to me, until her mother became my dentist. They have quite the interesting family dichotomy, and I believe that one part of that is illustrated quite well in this picture. I love the circular composition of this picture, and you can tell that at least a few family members are photographers as they are seemingly unaffected by the person standing over them snapping this shot. What's great about that is that it lends to a real honesty in this candid photo.

Yesterday 3.28.08

Kore
On Mine
On Friday, I went to my the opening of my sister's senior show. She goes LaGuardia High School, where I spent my first two years of H.S. It was the first time I'd been there since I was 16. Soon after I arrived, I recruited Miriam into accompanying me on my roundabout tour of youthful nostalgia. This photo was taken from the back stall of the now infamous 7th floor bathroom. These stalls offered my compatriots and I refuge from the doldrums and general lameitudes of early high school life. We would cut class, hide from security guards, smoke cigarettes, and talk for hours about absolutely nothing. As much as I hated it then, and despite how complicated my choices made the period which followed, I look back on those days with a great fondness. In some ways, I was more alive then than at any other time that I can remember.
On Her's
I'm definitely not a dog person, but Mojo is the greatest dog to ever live. The juxtaposed angles of Mojo's legs are amazing. The light from the window adds to the stretchy-sleepy feeling that, for me, is so evident in this photo. Now that I know that the black is Charles' shirt, the photo is made even more sentimental. Its as if Mojo is giving his pal a friendly pat on the back.
Em
On Mine
Mojo is just a red fuzzy ball of love. He's warm and affectionate, but loves to be in the way. Getting up on the couch while Charles is trying to do something is his forte. He always wants to be near either me or Charles all the time. So, during this picture, Mojo had situated himself behind Charles so that he could not lean back on the couch. But he made up for it with a light back massage.
On Her's
Aww siblings. I loved this picture because so often you turn around and suddenly you see a different person walking in or out of a door. I have never actually met Karina's sister but I have seen pictures. When she was showing me the pictures for the 28th, all from her sister's art show, I was in shock at how much older she had gotten. This photo is apparently from the bathroom of Karina's old high school, and it's an interesting feeling that you get walking through your old haunts from when you were younger. That fleeting nostalgia is really captured here.