I like praying mantises. Graceful and alien, predatory and fragile—not to mention unsettlingly intelligent (if you’ve ever had one turn its head to size you up, you’ll know what I mean). I used to tame them, when I was a kid; they’d start out trying to get away from me and biting my finger, but after a few days of relentlessly pestering them, eventually they’d get used to me and let me carry them around. I named my first one Anna—a name my neighborhood friend chose after a girl he liked who didn’t like him back. He passed away, a few years ago. Certain things still remind me of him, and those days when we would catch bugs and frogs and had a name for every one.
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All their videos are positively adorable, in a weird way. I also love the one for “Repetition Kills You,” and personally think their LEGO video for “Some Way Through This” beats the pants off the White Stripes (although it is a different kind of thing, and I do like the White Stripes). I mean, there are LEGO strippers on little poles, in one part. That wins.
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If my best moments were music,
they would be on indie labels,
singing in garages and talked about
only among friends.
They would bring a lo-fi charm
to an untrained voice,
excite hope
in amateur instramentalists.
They would discuss each other
as if on the brink of winning
the Grammies
they never watched.
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She had ELEVEN!! I wanted to snatch one up!
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Although these are all fabrications in the sense that I wasn’t really doing any of those things, at the time of the photos (…not in a single one, now that I think about it), they are all based in my boring reality, so they’re a sort of photo essay. If I were going to scrap this and start over, I would finish them all in one sitting instead of having to come back and use a slightly different setup for the second half of them, because inconsistency in things like this really bothers me. I love most of the ones I took at first (brushing teeth, work, etc). I wanted to use only props and captions to give context to what part of my day the pictures were meant to represent, rather than putting them into a scene, mostly because I wanted them to have a degree of uniformity.
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