mis fotos y mis cosas

The Shipley Project

2010-06-18T23:16:00.001-07:00

view camera round II

2010-01-13T15:30:00.000-08:00

offer it to me

2010-01-13T15:20:00.001-08:00

film noir

2010-01-12T13:03:00.000-08:00

teo

2010-01-12T13:02:00.000-08:00

unedited & undusted

2010-01-12T12:55:00.000-08:00

This guy was too awesome to resist! I think his name is Simon Benjamin and he resides in London.

BFA Thesis Exhibition

2010-01-12T12:14:00.001-08:00

videos i made in my contemporary photo class

2009-08-21T12:09:00.000-07:00

2009-08-20T22:38:00.000-07:00

i love this photo too. reminds me of a housewife.

i love this photo!

2009-08-20T22:32:00.000-07:00

it's from an interview in people magazine...the karate kid all grown up! notice the amazing dog.

horsing around at breakfast

2009-08-20T22:16:00.000-07:00

bob

2009-01-27T21:28:00.000-08:00

I once met an alligator whose name was Bob.

I soon found out he was known as the swamp's heartthrob.

The ladies claimed they liked the way he chewed his meat.

They liked that he didn't dribble blood like the others, and that he was neat.

Well, as it just so happens, this alligator, Bob, one day

Striked up a conversation with me about how he eats his prey.

He asked me if I would like a demonstration as to how he chews.

So as not to be rude, I replied that sure, I had nothing to lose.

Even though I'm now quite reliant on my wooden peg,

Bob, the alligator, ate the neatest an alligator could eat a leg.

the blue speck (unfinished)

2009-01-21T20:03:00.000-08:00

So I walked out of my house today after literally falling out of bed (a bunk bed) and as I stepped into Freddy's Corner Grocer, I noticed a strange squishy substance almost congealed on the floor. I figured it was just a piece of chewing gum that little Federico had spit out during closing the night before. As I walked to the register a shiny blue glitter beamed through my retina, but I shrugged it off as another reflective surface one may find in any candy aisle. On the corner of the street while drinking orange juice I looked directly ahead at the pedestrian crossing sign and saw a little blue speck peaking out of the boxy woman's square purse.

I continued to walk down the sidewalk and fixed my gaze to the rhythmic cycling of the little boy on the tricycle. It was a bedazzled first bike, complete with streamers on the handlebars and a fresh red paint job. The blue speck peaked out of the handlebar and climbed onto the sidewalk, hiding itself between a piece of glass and a Reese's wrapper in the crack. It then leaped quickly from the cement to the No Parking Anytime sign and cozied itself to the inside of the letter O. I stared at it inquisitively, wondering if this blue speck could really find any nesting comfort in a two-dimensional letter O.

The speck then passed me in the window of the maroon car, with something like a tongue sticking out of its sliver of a mouth. It was starting to get personal. I had to take action.

your mother called

2008-11-19T10:06:00.000-08:00

Your mother called. She said for you to return her thimble as soon as possible. She also said she wants you to stop eating so many watermelon seeds. She said she is worried that they will fill up in your esophagus and you won't have any more room to eat watermelon. She also seemed concerned about your cat, Simon. Is he okay? That's all she said. Be home for dinner at six.

Love,

Stacy

Dear Ben,

Your mother called again. She said you left the seat up at her house and is wondering why a man of your size is still peeing on the seat. She also said to tell you to not eat so many eggs because they have a lot of cholesterol in them and your cholesterol is already high. She said she is leaving a box of Cheerios in our mailbox and for you to get it on your way home from work. Then we were talking about athlete's foot and got disconnected. I think I should call the phone company.

Love, Stacy

Dear Sweetheart-

Wheere are you? Your mother called today. She told me that coffee causes ulcers and that she thinks she may have one. What do you think? I told her to eat some soup. She wants you to read an article in Time magazine about a bee keeper named Spike. She said it doesn't have to do with honey so it's okay for you to read it. Are you coming to Mike;s birthday dinner? Let me know.

I love you.

Love, Stacy

Dear Ben,

I stepped on that mouse trap today when I went to answer the phone. Your mother said you shouldn't have left it there. I told her it's because we are trying to catch a mouse. She suggested that we get a goldfish. I told her I'd consider it. We could name it Guppie. She told me to tell you that she got some new shoes for you with arch support. She said Dr. Scholl didn't make them but that a better doctor did. She wants you to pick them up at her house. She also said she wants to make you a chicken dinner. I asked if I should bring a can of cream of mushroom soup. Then the phone got disconnected. I have to call the phone company. Should I bring her some soup?

Love, Stacy

some works in progress

2008-10-21T09:32:00.009-07:00

worse than silicosis - from spain

2008-10-02T14:01:00.001-07:00

some websites i like.

2008-09-09T13:48:00.000-07:00

Ben & Jerry's
-create your own flavor and there are some games

Pee Wee's Playhouse
-the moving sphinx head and the jazz band are my favorites

Willy Wonka
-nice array of candy collection

Inliquid
-an art network with photos and more

a short story

2008-09-07T13:18:00.001-07:00

"Ow, Jesus fucking Christ, I just swallowed a bee!"

The tears built up, coming from that spot of uncertainty one feels when they can't summon a proper reaction to a situation.

"Fuck!" she yelled.

Someone from the shady spot on the grassy knoll yelled, "Are you allergic to bee stings?"

"I dun know. Dis isth my fthrist wun," she struggled to yell back.

I just sat there, itching my arms from all those microscopic biters hiding in the grass. I wanted to help; I wanted to seem human, but instead I muttered, "Oh, shit," under my breathe. I felt sympathy for the girl but more so this extreme inability to move, to take my eyes off her teary eyes and the drama in her voice. I managed to take a sip from my Coke, which was followed by a painful sting. I bit down on my molars hard and then I swallowed a bee.

francesca woodman

2008-09-02T13:13:00.000-07:00