So these are some pretty fuzzy pictures of some of my project-things, which I’ve got like 1 more week to work on. Fortunately my degree, if I get it, won’t be in photography, ’cause no one should ever give me a degree in that. Anyway, the first piece is called Noisy Neighbor and the second one’s called Bawdy House, not that you can read the bawdy comments and whatever written all over it. Although I guess un-readableness was sort of the point for some reason. Meanwhile, I don’t know about you, but as I upload junk to Ziggy Stardust, I keep getting reminded how extremely heartbreaking the end of the American version of Life on Mars was…and not in the good way, either, but in the really bad way, like those couple of dozen of times some of us got dumped in high school, with like no warning whatsoever. Not that I don’t get it that they planted about ninety clues they were heading straight toward the Mars mission ending, but, jeez louise…I think I kind of on-purpose ignored the clues ’cause they seemed like really bright red herrings. Turned out they were fishy, all right, just not in the traditional misdirective way. Yikes.
Whatever, I still think it was a good show up until the last five minutes, and it was extra-nice for me ’cause my wife unexpectedly liked it, too, even though we have on occasion had heated discussions about the time travel on Lost, and how it works exactly. Anyhow, I guess that’s all I’ve got for now.







