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Celling Myself Short

5th July 2011

I’ve found that I usually carry 3 cameras with me at all times.

  • a DSLR
  • Polaroid
  • iPhone

I hate to say it, but sometimes my phone (with the help of Instagram) takes some pretty decent photos. Sure, they all capture a moment in a different way. They all convey a different feeling, when I look back on the moment. A shot from my DSLR makes every moment seem dramatic and rich. On the other hand, a polaroid makes a moment more personal and difficult to convey in the straight forward way that my DSLR can.

The photos from my iPhone are unique. They display an image in a way that is new and different and so easy to manipulate without very much effort at all. Its the quickest camera to whip out and also the least intrusive. People don’t tense up in front of a cell phone the way they do a camera. And beyond that, its sometimes fun to be able to see what I’m about to take a photo of without pressing my eye against a view finder.

I have a growing archive of cell phone photos that remind me of a moment that would otherwise be lost in my memory of a larger picture of the day or week or month. I feel like, good or bad, these little things in life usually keep us moving forward. Heres some cell phone images that I’ve taken that have done just that, through out the month of June.

First row: 1) Passing a closed down business on my way to work 2) cutting lumber inside of an room mean wearing a mask to stop me from inhaling wood particles. Thats right, lung infesting termites. Go fuck yourselves 3) After months of trying to hunt down the Lake Street Creamery ice cream truck, I finally got to try donut ice cream…followed directly by the California Zephyr ice cream which I liked better. Don’t judge me. I was a depressed girl! A fat depressed girl.

Second row: 1) After seeing Scribes art opening at 1988 Gallery I woke up to find this little momento tagged on the inside of my cigarette pack 2) One of my favorite things about Oaks coffee, is their blank cups. AJ drew this gem for me 3) Smo is an amazing animator who, while visiting me in Los Angeles, took a tour of his companies west coast studio, Titmouse.

Third Row: 1) AJ and I woke up at an ungodly hour and began to walk around Los Angeles making a stop into California Doughnuts. Worst coffee ever. If you urinate in it, it may be bearable, though. 2) There was about 2 days where my life looked this organized. 3) Does this really need an explanation? Because I don’t have one for it.

First row: 1) Matt and I went to Disney. He taught me that if I stopped moving out of the way for people, that they will usually move out of the way for me! This theory excludes small children. 2) A week full of taking the train in Los Angeles was fine, until my New York based boss mentioned “Isn’t it strange that they would build an underground system in a place prone to earthquakes?” 3) We were all trapped in a box on a different coast

Second Row: 1) aj. swingers. yes. 2) There was a professional leg waxing session in my kitchen. 3) Lurking on my friend as he did an interview before a show

Third row: 1) Jim drew himself, Gum, Rachel, and I during a debate about the Robocop statues significance on Detroits tourism. Serious issues, as always 2) Rachel and I finally made it to the Fairfax Trading Post after months of failed planing 3) Smo drooling coffee from inside Iron Man

ajeattery

The One For Me, Fatty

16th June 2011

Family Portrait at EJs in New York

A few months back, my stick thin friend AJ and I began a cruel joke. Calling each other fat. There was songs, pinched cheeks, and chubby jokes thrown around daily.

It got to the point where he would show up to where we worked, with breakfast for me. A thoughtful gesture to an unassuming outsider. An evil tempting trick, to us. I would slowly chew on half of a delicious doughnut while giving a toothy grinning AJ my most intense death stare.

I just spent two weeks with AJ visiting me in Los Angeles. The goal was to try to prove to him that it wasn’t as horrible as his east coast mind thought it was. I thought of all my favorite places I could show him around to. The thing is, other than Amoeba and the park that I walk around in, all I was left with was a list of my favorite diners and restaurants.

AJ’s vacation soon became an extension of my end of the fat jokes. Payback for the endless breakfast that fueled my days, back in New York.

Feeding Fase

I began to document all of the places we were going for meals. He began to catch on. We found the humor in this ongoing joke and I’m glad I have photos to prove it.

There’s something about having a meal with AJ that seems to open up the flood gates of deep conversations. A bowl of grits and a cup of coffee was typically accompanied with a personal therapy session, a page or two filled in a sketch book, and collaborative ideas for how to remain creative while affording to live.

Just two starving artist, bonding over fat jokes and a medium rare burger.

I took AJ to the airport this morning at an hour too early to make him grab breakfast with me. I didn’t see the point in getting eating alone so its back to my lonely days of coffee and cartoons until next time I see him.

James

9th June 2011

We went into Scoops on Melrose to get, what I’ve been told, was some of the best ice cream in Los Angeles.

James ordered his 2nd red velvet meal of the afternoon, found a shady spot, and made a phone call to his mother back in New York. The only thing I could understand from the conversation was this:

“That was to work on a sleeve”

(mom on the other line)

“Well, its probably good that you don’t know what a sleeve is, then”

(mom responds with something)

“No, Mom. Its not like a Prince Albert.”

How Tuesday: Make A $400 Book

21st February 2011

As much as I love my iPhone, I seem to misplace and drop it to the extent where that must look pretty questionable. I don’t do well with phone cases, so I made a new home for my phone out of an old book.

for this project, you will need:

  • a phone
  • a hardcover book that is larger than said phone
  • a pencil
  • paper glue
  • a pencil
  • a piece of ribbon
  • an Xacto knife
  • a brush or sponge of some sort

place your phone where you plan on it being planted

trace the phone with a pencil

cut into he outlined area, a few pages at a time

continue cutting into the pages, being aware that as you get further into the book, the pages are going to try to shift your alignment.

So make sure that you’re pages are aligned, by making an L shape with your book before cutting

cut until your phone becomes flush with the book

then start gluing. Starting from the back of the book, place some glue on the page and even it out with a brush.

This helps make sure that the pages don’t get wet and wavy because of the glue.

on the last full page, glue only around the edges and attach a ribbon. Since its right below the phone, the ribbon helps pop the phone out of the book. Not to mention that it really works like a bookmark, while gluing the pages. Every couple of pages of gluing, press the pages together to make sure that everything is properly aligned. The ribbon is a good marker that helped me remember where I left off.

Let it dry overnight, and then you have the worlds most overpriced book!

Take As Much As You Need.

15th February 2011

.Being single has made for the best Valentines Days. Theres no pressure involved. I usually forget about it and when I walk outside, there’s an unusual amount of men holding flowers and storefronts illuminating more pink than the streets of a breast cancer marathon.  What is not to like?!

Last year, I somehow managed to smuggle a bundle of balloons out of a fancy shmancy fashion week party. This year, I tried to continue spreading the love in ways that don’t come back in the form of an STD.

So when I woke up, I printed out some flyers and taped them up around New York for the more humbled of hearts.

I loved this experiment! I loved peoples reactions, walking by these places later in the day to find pieces missing, and the silly guys that would occasionally appear over my shoulder as I put them up, searching for a question that didn’t need to exist.

“Do you do this often?”

“Do you mean put myself in danger of paper cuts?”


all photos taken by Chloe Rice

If you’d like to join in, you can print out one of the flyers I made, here!

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