^ first exposure of tree/neighbor’s house, then melissa with guitar in front of brick wall.
^ first exposure of melissa in front of brick wall, second exposure of guitar in front of brick wall
^ this one was four [or more] exposures. stuff in the treehouse, my feet, trees, bricks, flower.
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i slept outside in the treehouse. because i wanted to. for the experience. with a mosquito net, so i didn’t get eaten alive at night.
^ i slept outside although there was predicted thunderstorms. that didn’t happen.
^ all my stuff. and my foot. fabulous book: hope was here by joan bauer, peach for breakfast, walkie talkie although it meant connection to the world outside because mom insisted, glasses case, extra battery for dad’s macho flashlight, dad’s macho flashlight, duct tape flipflops, mosquito net.
< is this too weird of an angle? i rotated a pano.
^ all my stuff.
^ clara brought me a muffin for breakfast. after mom told her too. first, she came out with a muffin and was talking to me through the window. but she wouldn’t give me the muffin, she just came out to tempt me, and, in her words, to make me come inside.
^ me
^ what it looked like from the outside
^ 2nd breakfast
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tinted these b&w prints in photography class last semester; scanned them in.
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^this is my figured-out-how-to-do-double-exposures face.
oh, and if the photos turn out i might scan the prints and post them.
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august rush.
[taken with 35mm vivitar pn2011]
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^ all my bags packed
^ in the car
^ meeting the charlton’s at a gas station to give melissa to them for the weekend
^ out of the car and arrived at our destination!
^ the key
^ i’m not sure how they think that locking this gate will keep anyone out.
^ on the porch swing
^ at the pool
^ lily at dinner
^ at the best playground ever
^ merry go round
^ teeter totter
^ swings
^ merry go round
^ street. scenario for the place where i took this photo: “please don’t turn green, light, stay red…” [4 sec. exposure time]
^ claire, walking downtown in san antonio at night
^ street
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clara: ellie come on!
ellie: not yet i’m taking a picture of a man with guns!
^ the alamo
^ lights on the river/street
^ at seaworld on saturday morning
^ feeding the dolphins
^ sarah!
^me, sarah, sharlena
^ me [through a plastic bag, if you were wondering]
^ all wet
^ me and my seaworld cup. well, it was really the buscemi’s. because you get cheaper drinks if you have one.
^ waiting for the shamu show to start [me, clara, and claire]
^ shamu
^ lily in goggles at the wave pool.
^ they sat way up close
^ one of the shows
^ dad and lily
^ in front of the good photo op
^ claire with pirates
^ lily with my sunglasses
^ pictures of the pictures of them on the roller coaster
^ hey! seaworld has funhouse mirrors too!
^ claire & i ran around in the playground while the others went on a roller coaster
^ really excited about breakfast [on sunday]. we got up way to early.
^ our cabin
^ before leaving sunday morning
^ all squished into one side of the booth at lunch
^ in the car on the way home with sharlena
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“i wanted ellie’s advice but she goes off and tries on hats.” -clara
to go to sea world! leaving tomorrow to drive to san antonio with clara’s girl scout troop. we’ll be at sea world all day saturday. with dear friend sharlena. it will be fun!
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get up at 7, go to gfa, work in fulfillment, come home, read the mysterious benedict society and the perilous journey, eat lunch, eat rye bread that i didn’t help make, make jemina cards, do a couple pages of health, laugh at silly illustrations, go to pool, come home, take shower, laugh talk and fold clothes with emily, help with dinner, laugh at silly man-fast stories,wait for amy, casey, and cameron to come, anticipate freckles and sunburn that will come with tomorrow’s car wash.
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“hey melissa i turned off the computers cause it’s stormy. i’m gonna go outside and take pictures.”
^ umbrella, tripod, camera bag [really a purse- the one i call my duffel bag]
^ street light
^ afterwards: french vanilla ice cream, cold hot chocolate–not chocolate milk, favorite kermit straw, photography magazine, book, camera
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Elicia Wetstein 