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Holiday Duotone

Threw a little filter on for the day of love. Was an interesting little twist on the normal photos of Yuula wincing at the flash and the food I think is gourmet.

Happy Valentine's Day

Clearing The Tables

Getting company tonight. Wrapping up any loose ends and stray photos that got by the last couple days. Nothing news-worthy or even new-sworthy. Just blagh. We're gonna join a new CSA. That's exciting. Check it out. Got on the waiting list and made the cut. Now we're on the waiting list for a workshare. 4 hours a week, I can do that. Should be healthful. If you come up this summer I hope you like amaranth, or I hope you can tell us what to do with amaranth.

So here's what I got from the past couple days.

new-swarthy

Textureheads

Laura/Planks

Yuula/Macaroni

Travis/Condensation

What Else But Freakouts

Eric and Fatih arrived late last night and since we had a good ol' laugh til 2am hearing stories of police brutality and whatnot, everyone slept in this morning and is full of energy. And of course we played with Eric's latest gizmo...














It really brought Yuula out of her shell and now she's on act three of an eight act ballet dance to channel 800, the electronic disco pops.

Her Own Best Playmate

she's gonna be good with chopsticks

At Home In Monochrome

Foursome Connecteds

Might As Well Make Memories

As of late, Yuula has decided that bedtime is partytime and most of the time we can't help but laugh at her incoherent babbling and restless body syndrome. She's invented sleep-yelping, sleep-eating and sleep-kickboxing. A couple times we thought we may need an old priest and a young priest. The power of Caillou compels you.

We decided that rather than toss & turn along with the child we'd use the opportunity to explore the constraints of our vignettes. In short, we got psychedelic. I titled them.


Neon Meate Dream Of A Octafish


Dropout Boogie


Orange Claw Hammer


Moonlight On Vermont


Absinthe Party At The Fly Honey Warehouse


My Human Gets Me Blues


Hey, Wanna Throw Up?


Thanks For The Killer Game Of Crisco Twister


Where There's Woman

There Was A Camp

The day after Yuula was born I had to teach. I was there, but it was weird. There reality of having a new baby hadn't sunk in and kinda didn't until Thursday, at which point I became manically depressed and spent the last block of camp playing baseball with a rifle, watching Mark Willis do Single Ladies and taking a nap. Good camp. Crap drill. I'll fix it. Photos.











What are they watching you ask?....

Human Centipede


Creepy Lip Sync