Sunshine & Summertime

In the last 10 days I…

…won the Intramural Softball Championship for my division.softball3

…finished the exhibit I have been working on. (Here’s a sneak peek of my favorite wall)wall

…played with puppies at the Puppy Barn in American Fork.puppy1puppy2

…ate the epitome of decadence at Waffle Love…waffle

…with my homegirl Natalie.


…manned my own booth at the Provo Farmer’s Market.farmersmarket

…documented Nathan eating corn.corn

…and did another typewriter photo shoot, featuring a barn and a desk.barn  desk


On the Concept of “Personal Promotion”

Here are more photos from my beach excursion.

But first, a little rant:

Let me be the first to say that I know I am not a great model.  And I know that my mom is not a great photographer.

But we had fun, and I’m a proponent of being more real on the Internet.  Not all of our photos have to be glamour shots or photoshopped or filtered.

Here is a good quote from a video called The Innovation of Loneliness*:

“So what is the problem in having a conversation?

Well, it takes place in real time, and you can’t control what you’re going to say. And that is the bottom line.

Texting, email, posting. All of these things let us present the self as we want it to be. We get to edit, and that means we get to delete. Instead of building true friendships, we’re obsessed with endless personal promotion. Investing hours on end building our profile, pursuing the optimal order of words in our next message, choosing the pictures in which we look our best. All of which is meant to serve as a desirable image of who we are.”

I guess I can’t write a blog post without it being a form of “personal promotion,” but these are pictures of me being me.  Actually, I was trying to be someone I wasn’t**, but it didn’t work.  They all came out as just me.  Little, awkward, cute, silly me.  (And don’t forget Rupert, the elephant.)

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*Quote originally from this TED Talk.

**I never wear my hair like that, I never wear sweatshirts to the beach, I hate wearing sunglasses, I hate sitting crosslegged, and I hate playing in the sand.