Como parte de este proyecto recibi un abaco. No me sorprendio. Claramente necesitaba meditar en las multiples maneras en que cuantificamos nuestra vida cotidiana, nuestra fe en la ciencia, la manera en que entendemos el tiempo, la relacion entre el pasado, presente, futuro.
Gracias por darme la oportunidad de producir algo fuera del medio academico, sin las herramientas a las que estoy acostumbrada. Irmary
Monday, September 5, 2011
Day 19: Callen
Just at the moment where I was having an internal dialogue with myself about how to think/talk/be about the randomness of folks I take photos with, I went up to Callen. She promptly asked me,
"Why did you pick me?"
The universe has a hilarious sense of humour.
"It's totally random."
The truth is, it is. I basically spend most of the day going about my business and then at some point, completely random (and I don't wear a watch, so often, I have no idea what time it is), I realize that it's time. And then, I spend a few minutes winding myself up to ask someone, and then...I just do. It's like how you might decide to wear the purple hoodie instead of the green one - you just do.
In moments of desperation, I have to work up to asking multiple people. Then it's multiple random instances.
Here's a question for The Math People (they are special): what is the probability of taking a photo with a random stranger in a random city in a random moment in time?
In any case, this was my photo with Callen. Thanks Callen!
BTW: I suck! Day 2 without a postcard. I just put the whole lot in my backpack so that tomorrow, I won't forget.
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