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Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Cool Photographer and New Words

I've recently been delving into the work of William Eggleston after having read Holland Cotter's review of his current Whitney retrospective. He, like myself, seems to find quotidian references as engaging as Arbus found twins. His works were initially reviewed as "'Perfectly banal, perfectly boring,' sniffed one writer; 'erratic and ramshackle,' snapped another; 'a mess,' declared a third.", which I find particularly interesting. His works, over his long career, have become mainstays of humanist photographic exploration. I enjoy them a lot.





New Words:

IGNOMINY
Pronunciation:
\ˈig-nə-ˌmi-nē, -mə-nē also ig-ˈnä-mə-nē\
Function:
noun
Inflected Form(s):
plural ig·no·mi·nies
Etymology:
Middle French or Latin; Middle French ignominie, from Latin ignominia, from ig- (as in ignorare to be ignorant of, ignore) + nomin-, nomen name, repute — more at name
Date:
1540

1 : deep personal humiliation and disgrace 2 : disgraceful or dishonorable conduct, quality, or action


ELEGIAC
Pronunciation:
\ˌe-lə-ˈjī-ək, -ˌak also i-ˈlē-jē-ˌak\
Variant(s):
also el·e·gi·a·cal Listen to the pronunciation of elegiacal \ˌe-lə-ˈjī-ə-kəl\
Function:
adjective
Etymology:
Late Latin elegiacus, from Greek elegeiakos, from elegeion
Date:
1542

1 a: of, relating to, or consisting of two dactylic hexameter lines the second of which lacks the arsis in the third and sixth feet b (1): written in or consisting of elegiac couplets (2): noted for having written poetry in such couplets c: of or relating to the period in Greece about the seventh century b.c. when poetry written in such couplets flourished2: of, relating to, or comprising elegy or an elegy ; especially : expressing sorrow often for something now past


SUPINE
Pronunciation:
\su̇-ˈpīn, attributive also ˈsü-ˌpīn\
Function:
adjective
Etymology:
Middle English suppyne, from Latin supinus; akin to Latin sub under, up to — more at up
Date:
15th century

1 a: lying on the back or with the face upward b: marked by supination2: exhibiting indolent or apathetic inertia or passivity ; especially : mentally or morally slack3archaic : leaning or sloping backward

Monday, November 10, 2008

today

was a beautiful crisp and clear day in philadelphia.

Sunday, November 9, 2008

ThurFriSatSun

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Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Finished Portrait



"She Blinked", Oil on Board, 12" Wide x 18" Tall

Monday, November 3, 2008

Recent New Words

Any words that I've read and don't know, I've started to look up. Here are the ones from the last couple days.


hosanna |hōˈzanə; -ˈzä-| (also hosannah)
exclamation
(esp. in biblical, Judaic, and Christian use) used to express adoration, praise, or joy.

palimpsest |ˈpalimpˌsest|
noun
a manuscript or piece of writing material on which the original writing has been effaced to make room for later writing but of which traces remain.
• figurative something reused or altered but still bearing visible traces of its earlier form : Sutton Place is a palimpsest of the taste of successive owners.

quotidian |kwōˈtidēən|
adjective [ attrib. ]
of or occurring every day; daily : the car sped noisily off through the quotidian traffic.
• ordinary or everyday, esp. when mundane :

bulwark |ˈboŏlˌwərk|
noun
a defensive wall.
• figurative a person, institution, or principle that acts as a defense : the security forces are a bulwark against the breakdown of society.

semiotics |ˌsēmēˈätiks; ˌsemē-; ˌsemˌī-|
plural noun [treated as sing. ]
the study of signs and symbols and their use or interpretation.
DERIVATIVES
semiotic |ˈˈsɛmiˈɑdɪk| |ˈˈsimiˈɑdɪk| adjective

polychrome |ˈpäliˌkrōm|
adjective
painted, printed, or decorated in several colors.
noun
varied coloring.

Thursday, October 30, 2008

PHILLIES WIN! PHILLIES WIN!!!

Nights like the last don't come along very often.

The city went wild when the Phillies won the World Series. I went straight to The Institute after work and got to enjoy and participate in the orgasmic explosion of pent up anxiety that happened in the top of the ninth.










Some of the people in the pictures above and I became friendly, and this is when the night really started. I ended up traveling with them out into far reaches of Philadelphia and did a photo shoot.




After this, we took another ride to a house-party hosted by one of the guys I had met earlier. It was a lot of fun and I got even more intoxicated as well. I'm pretty sure that at about the time we got there it was 1 or 2 in the morning.



And then things got weird...
Like always when I get drunk, I think wandering is a good idea. Not knowing where I was or how to get home, I figured that I should try to walk home. After going through my memories today, I realize now that I was up in Mayfair, about 8.6 miles from my house.
I started to travel by following train tracks for a mile or two. I knew that the trains would run into Center City, and figured that this was the best way to travel for the time being. I walked through brush and had to climb up hills. On more than one occasion I had to walk with my phone in hand, and the number 911 on autodial, just in case something happened as I went under an overpass. I tried to climb over the fence that separated the train tracks and the road above a number of times, but was unable to get up and over. Today my hands are cut up and in pretty bad shape.
I finally got to a spot where the fence ended and was able to make it to the road. I got up and realized it was 95. After walking it south for another mile or so, and trying to hitch a ride into the city, two state troopers pulled over and threw me in the back of one of their cars. After telling me it was illegal to walk the interstate and that there were a lot of drunk drivers out tonight, the one I was with became pretty cool. I didn't give them any bullshit and told them about the whole night prior. They were nice enough to give me a ride to 2nd and Spring Garden, and even joked around for a couple minutes when we got there.
On my walk back from where they dropped me I got a Scrapple, Egg, and Cheese Sandwich, which was AWESOME. I made it back to my house at about 6:30 and fell fast asleep until 1pm.
I woke up with one of the most killer hangovers that I've ever had the privilege of having. I had to reconstruct the prior nights events and clean up all the messes I made when I came in. I spent the day falling in and out of consciousness and took a nap this evening. I'm going to go to bed in about an hour, because I am still drained. I was completely unproductive besides this post today. Tomorrow I gotta get shit done.