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Media (photographic, especially I feel) coverage of the war has changed a lot in the past 50 years — today we don’t see the real cost of war or get to know the individuals whom war affects. And what we do see is an abbreviated version that allows us to feel concern and sadness while carrying on our comfortable American lives, nary missing a step. The Vietnam-American war was the first widely televised and reported war because it came at a time when the television had become a common household item. We had never seen what was happening “over there” before. Exciting technology beat out censorship and government control. Currently, war reports are so filtered that it’s easy to forget we live in a world of bloodshed. Images on the daily news are not graphic, even photographs on CNN only cover the fluff, not the [sometimes literal] meat of war.

So I’m grateful for magazines like 100Eyes, photographers like Yoav Galai & Andy Levin, who explore the truth of war tragedy. Please please please click the image above to get a clear sense of the Israeli-Palestinian conflict, what it really looks like — Don’t you wonder why we, as people living in America, somehow escape not only death by war but the destruction of our buildings and homes, escape seeing our loved ones die before our eyes…? And where the US government is involved, I do believe in bringing the war home, if even only through photographs. We, as Americans, must be informed and must have an opinion. Be open, ask questions, never stop exploring.


…does that not have such a nice ring to it? Imagine fighting a war from a hot air balloon. This and other “little-known” facts about the Civil War here.

I watched too much Dexter on instant Netflix yesterday & had crazy dreams last night.

It was a full weekend; Tom & I left for Appleton around noon on Friday. It was raining, so we didn’t get to take Sophie to the dog park with Erika & Jackson, but we were able to perfect our “biker chic” costumes for the night’s party before heading up to dinner at the Mills for Mike Chen & Kelly’s birthday.

biker chic

Then on Saturday, I shot a wedding in Green Bay with Shawn Marie (no pictures from it yet; but here’s one from a wedding we shot together a few weeks ago)

heidi & craig

I really enjoy shooting b camera because it lets me play around a bit while Shawn Marie sets up & covers the more posed shots. So after the wedding on Saturday, Tom & I went to see The Hangover at Regal with Mike & Kelly & a few others. It was pretty ridiculous but the cast was great so we laughed. Then we drove back to Chicago at about midnight, got in around 3am on Sunday morning. We wanted to catch Bill Ayers & Bernadine Dohrn’s interview at the CSPAN Book TV live taping. The audience was limited to between 30 and 40 people, but we made it in time to secure a couple of seats. It was the best 3 hours of my adult life; Bernadine Dohrn is a serious role model for me. She’s such an inspiring woman, and I love her relationship with Bill. They were linked together when they were so young and have grown old together and pursued social activism together for decades. I love seeing couples fall in love while young and make it through life together… Couples who are passionate about something other than just each other. It’s like the relationship becomes secondary to social change. That’s really appealing to me. I know that we’re designed to be in close relationship with one another, but sometimes I feel that I’m more on the plane of “relationship as secondary,” you know what I mean? I guess it’s complicated to explain. Maybe it’s more that it’s easy to grow comfortable in a relationship and then hard to feel an urgency about social reform, etc. All I know for certain is that listening to Bill Ayers & Bernadine Dohrn made art seem so insignificant. And I loved it. Watch the interview.

So today I kept an eye on’s live blog of the WWDC keynote… pretty stoked about the software updates for the iPhone… and the new 3GS is pretty nuts! Price drop is great, hardware upgrades are great, etc. etc. Technology changes so quickly, huh?

Anyway I’m pretty beat today, gonna read & maybe play around with a tattoo idea that Tom has for his arm… Good, exhausting weekend. Can’t wait for Mike & Kelly to come around on Friday!

I finished To America With Love: Letters From The Underground this morning, what a beautiful memoir!! I want everyone to read it, but for now I will simply leave two last & defining quotes.

“The act of women grouping is the beginning of the revolutionary process. In China when Mao’s army liberated a village one of their first acts was to bring women together in “Speak Bitterness” sessions, where women recounted the horrors of their past. These sessions gave women the courage to renounce their former roles and to become activists on behalf of other women. They were the beginning of the women’s movement in China. This happened in a nation where foot binding was practiced for a thousand years and outlawed only a generation earlier. Foot binding actually persisted into the forties, when the communists had difficulty eradicating it. They succeeded only after they abandoned a punitive approach and educated people about the practice. The contrast between the Arab countries and China reminds me that the future is all in our heads, and I choose to be optimistic. I don’t usually share these thoughts with you and I sense a certain reluctance because feminism is so, well, personal. To me it’s more a state of mind than a set of well-articulated principles. It’s the realization that you’re not a piece of shit, that you are indeed, first-rate; it’s falling in love with yourself and being the hero of your own adventures; it’s knowing you’re not the moon’s pale reflection but the sun, burning. It’s being aware that you can change your life, and doing it. It’s believing women can change the world. Understand, man?” [anita]

“Time freezes. I’ll never change the way I feel toward you. I would love to run my fingers through your hair and my tongue over your nipple. I’ve done it in my thoughts a thousand times. Your happiness is equal to my own. Feel my heart, hold my hand. I am with you as time floats by your window like waves of gentle ocean caresses, licking the walls, creeping in the windows, crawling across the floor to our bed. The child is our gift, our work. He will be the future, he will lead us into a new century and he will fly on horse’s wings like a dashing cowboy and comfort the poor and the lonely. He will be a world-shaker, a champion of all that’s right and good. He will be our star. The future is ours. Love and wet licks, your party comrade.” [abbie]

[buy the book]

…another day of reading on the porch, smoking cigs and drinking coffee. Michelle and I are going to pick up lost packages at the USPS pick-up center, and I am going to run to the grocery store to buy the components for a baked salmon dinner. The salmon’s waiting in the fridge…

It’s so beautiful out; the plants are loving it and the tomato plant is growing every day. This morning I noticed little yellow flowers beginning to bloom… It smells so good, and so does the lavender. Next season, I think I am going to research plants (veggies, herbs, and flowering) that all smell amazing and I will have more of an aromatherapeutic theme to the garden. I never knew I’d be so into this sort of thing…

Enjoy the long weekend! “love & wet licks…”

I’ve had a really nice day today, cleaning house & taking care of the flowers; giving Blue a bath & taking Sophie on a walk… I watched a movie called “Married Life” with Rachel McAdams & Pierce Brosnan, made up the last of the coffee beans and whatnot…

But the best part of it has been listening to the Jim Croce playlist on pandora (I love it when my favorite James Taylor pops up, “you can close your eyes”) and reading more of Letters From The Underground. Abbie & Anita have such fluid writing styles to one another & their deep connection is so obvious, no matter how far apart they are. I keep dog-earing pages that have passages that really touch me, so I figured I’d just share some of them.

Dreams are for those that choose to be Dreamers and the rest is like a bottle of chicken fat getting hard in the back of my grandmother’s icebox. It’s reality, and a tablespoon of the stuff is essential for good chopped liver but… I’ll take the dream that you and I and… all our friends old and new and all the good people in the world are gonna live lives of total ecstasy and one by one slip into Heaven where there’ll be Gladys Knight records and licorice for all. [abbie]

For a woman with children, the ultimate risk of personal liberation is poverty…. I feel bad because I don’t know enough yet, and maybe I won’t have enough time before the money runs out to learn everything I need to know. What a fucking jungle out there. Capitalism. Reform is like a band-aid. If you care about redistribution of wealth you have to think about radical change, change at the roots, revolution. I’ve lived such a sheltered life, never having to struggle for survival. What an eye opener. [anita]

Our friends have been so good to me…. Without them I would feel so alone. I tell them I love you. Ah, my dear, you are the most fascinating one in the world to me. How often I try to picture your face. My mind becomes a slide machine and I imagine you in my favorite attitudes. Strangely, a lot of them are childish yous, little-boy yous. I always was a sucker for cute. [anita]

…And the book just goes on and on like that, pages full of truth, honesty, and question; letters between best friends and it’s cheesy because I almost feel privileged to be reading them….

The sun’s reflecting off an apartment building & kicking back a big orange glow on the porch… I like it.