Living at the co-op has made red my favorite color.
That’s my life right there. I go up on the roof a few times a week and spend time appreciating the sun and nothing else.
362/366 363/366 365/366 366/366 367/366?…not sure how I ended up with more pictures than there are number of days. Well, math was never my thing.
I missed 26 days. That’s almost an entire month.
I know I finished this project weakly…or maybe it was never ambitious to begin with. What with going back to the states after four months in a foreign country that I’ve wanted to go to for many years, my brain was full. I needed to not do anything, and the jet-lagged days passed without me taking a moment to frame a thoughtful picture. Some of these photos were taken with no effort. If I decide to do this again some year, I’m going to try a lot harder. Regardless of how successful I was, it was a good journey.
353/366, 354/366, 355/366, 357/366 358/366 359/366 360/366 361/366
346 347 348 349 350 351 352/366.
Getting close.
342 343 344 345/366.
Thick journal
Underground chapel
Luminous individual
Yellow dessert on yellow plate
337 338 339 340 341/366.
Modest Monument
Hemingway
Viewing in company
Sometimes that’s what life is
Careful
331, 332, 333, 334, 335, 336/366
MIKA mug
Late night
Paper full of value
Rue St. Catherine
Père Lachaise
325, 326, 327, 328, 329, 330/366.
Authentic French bread
Book and bed
A compassionate human being
Home-made
Accordionist in red
Yellow night street.
Last few weeks in France, and of 2012.