Day 365/365

So this is it: the end. I’ve thought a lot about what I want to say regarding the end of this project, but honestly I don’t think a lot of it is really important. I’ve learned so much from this and I’m really proud of everything I’ve created during this past year. There are a lot of good images and a lot of absolutely terrible ones; a lot that make me cringe and a lot I should be proud of.

I decided to run the project as a slideshow on flickr the other day and it’s strange to look at how much I’ve changed. Images that were favorites for awhile now pale in comparison to others. And as glad as I am that I survived this, didn’t miss a day, ran the risk of Lyme’s Disease over and over, I feel like I’m going to wake up tomorrow and breathe.

This last picture was a bitch to get. Partway through the shoot, my hand somehow released my remote and it went into the stream. I don’t even know how my hand decided to release it. But thankfully, Craig was there with me so he helped hit the release for the last few pictures. I’m kind of bummed, but I can get a new remote. In addition to marking the end of this project, today was also my last day at the Woodstock store. It was also my first sort of breakfast date. Two endings and one beginning. Very fitting for where I’m at right now in my life.

I’m excited for what’s to come. I have a new project I want to start mapping out and I think I’m going to explore working with models this summer. Here’s the new beginnings and the next step.

Day 364/365

Day 363/365

The countdown begins… two more days. I’m a little sad to see this come to an end, especially when its raining now and going to rain all weekend, so we’ll see what kind of note everything ends on. Craig said he’ll hold an umbrella over my camera for me for day 365 itself. That one I’m taking outside no matter what.

Day 362/365

Exhausted, she fell asleep in the stream, waiting on better dreams.

Day 361/365

Day 360/365

Today, for a few moments, the Earth stood still.

Sometimes you set things incorrectly, only to have them become perfect in your eyes. I don’t think I could have matched my mood on purpose if I tried.

Day 359/365

Trying to balance between two rocks with a remote in your hand is really hard. I was terrified of it dropping in the water this close to the end. But the water felt amazing in the heat, so I guess I’m pleased.

Home stretch, guys. I can’t believe it. It’s so surreal.

Day 358/365

A bit darker than my normal ones. Someone make up a story for me.

Day 357/365

Day 356/365

Rings and bruises, ticks and worms.

Day 355/365

Everything about today is perfect. It’s cloudy and damp so the trees are really intense greens, I don’t have to go to Virginia for court anymore, I have new books from the library, a clean room, and a crystal bra on. Perfect day is perfect. Now to watch Game of Thrones, stretch, and create a business card for someone and I am done.

Day 354/365

Amongst the flowers, grew a weed.

No drive for something fancy; I have work to do.

Day 353/365

Day 352/365

GDSP #14

Instead of thinking about who I was angry at, I decided to put on Michael and Janet Jackson’s “Scream” and start clawing at my face. I’m terribly red now. And a litte light headed. But less frustrated.

Day 351/365

Double dream bridge.