Last year when I drove across the country, I was filled with childlike excitement and fascination that reminded me of the Shel Silverstein poem “Where the Sidewalk Ends”. It only felt appropriate to include an excerpt within my edit.
Canon T2i (majority)
Canon 5d mark iii
Music Licensed from The Music Bed
“Rise” by Tony Anderson
Wipeout-inspired 5k I did today (twice actually). That’s my friend in orange and me behind him. We both almost made it!
We are not the passive audience for this big messed up power play, we don’t have to be. We can say who we are, we can assert our right to existence, we can say to the bullies and con-men, the people who try to shame us, embarrass us, flatter us, to the people who have no compunction about lying to us to get our money and our allegiance that we are thinking, really thinking about who we are and we will express ourselves and with this other people wont feel so alone. I want to tell you that I have a hope that there is another way to be in this world and that I believe with courage, vulnerability and honesty that the stuff we put into the world can serve a better purpose. What I have to offer is me, what you have to offer is you.
—Charlie Kaufman (via anonymousmentor)
A cowgirl puts a nickel in an El Paso parking meter to hitch her pony, October 1939.
Photograph by Luis Marden, National Geographic
Alexander Graham Bell and Mabel kissing within a tetrahedral kite, October 1903.
Photograph courtesy Library of Congress