I like film. I had forgotten how much. It's been over two years since I shot a roll of film and before that it had to be at least three or four. I've had digital camera after digital camera and I've broken them all save my new Rebel [which if broken Jeffe will kick my ever-loving ass]. Somehow I still have retained this very old, very heavy Pentax ME Super [circa 1979] that actually spawned my on-off love affair with photos. I lose and break everything but apparently not this lil' baby. I finally got some old rolls of film developed and they turned out interesting, which was awesome since I had actually thought they would be crap. They look aged and subdued, but I notice so much more about each picture, congratulating myself on some little rock in focus or superb colors. Probably because normally it's easy onsite to check every shot for the correct white balance or fix the curves later in Camera Raw [never, however, will I give up my passionate love of Adobe products]. Film leaves no prisoner behind.
The four rolls are from two very different quintessential days that I had, until recently, forgotten. One day was camping with old friends on my favorite San Diego beach for the first time in years and it truly marked my dive back into photography. I got to explore a grimy homeless grotto and appreciate the simple, but happy and profound messages and images hidden from those not daring enough to find them. This would be the first day I was inspired by Erin.
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It happens to be the Lady Gaga song I'm seriously obsessed with, likely because it reeks of summer. It makes me want to rock around my lab, sing, dance, the whole shebang. It's a shame I work with humans instead of lab rats. I imagine they wouldn't look at me like I was crazy if I danced from the water bath to the sonicator because, well, they're lab rats.
On another note, this morning I had my first Soy Joy bar. I run 4-5 times a week so I'm big on protein snacks throughout the day, especially in this heat. Ideally full of some sodium and potassium to get my muscles pumping that lactic acid away. I attempted the safe Strawberry flavor, I've got to hand it to them on the actual marketing of the product, and it has a decent amount of good stuff in it (protein, carbs, good fat and potassium) that matters to me as a runner.
But I could not get over:
1. Appearance. The Soy Joy bar is perhaps one the most unappetizing looking things I've eaten. Since I enjoy Ethiopian food, I feel like this says a lot. Basically, it straight up looks like the excrement from an organic robot (or poo, rather).
2. The texture is also unpleasant. The best comparison is the mouth feel freakishness of a Bocca burger for me. It's chewy but flaky and just wrong in so many ways.
I find this unfortunate because the thing actually does taste good, it has little dried strawberries in it and a nice subtle flavor, not too sweet, not too salty. Yet I find myself not wanting to even attempt the almond one because of the look and feel of the poo bars, so I will delve back to my Larabars and continue to experiment with breakfast/energy bars looking for the holy grail. Now healthy foods don't have to look or feel good in your mouth, but I don't see why not. There is no reason you cannot make good for you, yummy snacks that don't look like they've been scraped off a forest floor.
Last weekend I got to sit in the park at the Presidio, sipping iced coffee and reading with Jeffe, after a fabulous Mexican brunch. One of the best days in a long time. Sometimes the simple pleasures (like reading in the grass) get lost in all the things we have to do each day. I miss the simpler life of high school and college, where time seemed to stretch forever. So I'm going to bring some of it back into my world, some of that lazy idealism.
Among my favorite things is when the seasons change, albeit it's a subtle move in sunny Southern Cali, and I'm a big fan of starting new projects when time makes a substantial shift. This is my last Spring and Summer in San Diego, possibly forever. This is motivating me to start my new project: a lifestyle blog. Granted it will likely be mostly 1. Photos and 2. Food. Pretty much two of the best things ever anyways. So here is my [cheers!] to Spring and enjoying the little things.