I miss record stores, and flipping through the albums, cover art and videos on MTV. I miss the feel of the vinyl and the scratchy sound from the speakers as the needle drops into place. I miss .99 singles and a sometimes better song on the “b” side. Downloading an mp3 leaves my soul wanting. It’s like the music experience has been lost in transition. I want my MTV, and all that that entailed.

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Weekend Hashtag Project: #WHPtakebackflash

Weekend Hashtag Project is a series featuring designated themes & hashtags chosen by Instagram’s Community Team. For a chance to be featured on the Instagram blog, follow @instagram and look for a post announcing the weekend’s project every Friday.

For many mobile photographers, using the phone’s flash has been a longtime taboo, but the goal this weekend is to do just that. Break out of the box and take creative photos using flash! Some tips to get you started:

  • The closer you are to your subject, the more washed-out your photo will be. Experiment with using your flash from varying distances for different effects.
  • It doesn’t need to be nighttime to use your flash. Try shooting with your flash during the day to fill in shadows from sunlight.
  • Watch out for reflective surfaces like metal and glass. The reflected flash can create a distracting burst of light in your photos.

PROJECT RULES: Please only add the #WHPtakebackflash hashtag to photos taken over this weekend and only submit your own photographs to the project. Any image taken then tagged over the weekend is eligible to be featured right here Monday morning!

Sounds fun

I’d forgotten what 15 felt like until my youngest came home gushing about boys whose names could not be uttered out loud lest they hear they are being crushed on.  And why popularity was so important and how easy it was to label and be labeled; the biggest culprit being self.
I didn’t remember how big feelings felt, or how huge the little things were; how important mascara is, and “have you seen my favorite jeans?” And seriously, “mom, I don’t want to talk about” …anything, ever… and squeals are not just for toddlers.
She’s wearing combat style boots with her polka dot dress and will braid her hair and apply fresh lip gloss later today as she heads out to practice riding her new skate board.  
My film grain memories spill forward as I watch my daughter’s HD ones being formed.  I hope one day she gets to experience 15 again too, and it’s as wonderful for her as it is for me.  

I’d forgotten what 15 felt like until my youngest came home gushing about boys whose names could not be uttered out loud lest they hear they are being crushed on.  And why popularity was so important and how easy it was to label and be labeled; the biggest culprit being self.

I didn’t remember how big feelings felt, or how huge the little things were; how important mascara is, and “have you seen my favorite jeans?” And seriously, “mom, I don’t want to talk about” …anything, ever… and squeals are not just for toddlers.

She’s wearing combat style boots with her polka dot dress and will braid her hair and apply fresh lip gloss later today as she heads out to practice riding her new skate board.  

My film grain memories spill forward as I watch my daughter’s HD ones being formed.  I hope one day she gets to experience 15 again too, and it’s as wonderful for her as it is for me.  

Something New

It’s like the first page in a new notebook, this site I’ve just created.  I feel excited, nervous, anxious for what I will fill it with, and what will be thought of it.  I know what I would like it to look, feel and sound like.  But as an artist, I’ve never been great at realizing what is in my head.  Luckily, it’s usually way better than I imagined.  Here’s to something new.