I’ve had a few compliments on some of the photographs I post here, and I know there are a few people who read this blog who like to play with their cameras too. With that in mind, here’s an interesting read I stumbled across, How to make great photographs.
The following point struck a nerve with me:
Photography is the art of communicating passion. You need to be passionate about whatever it is that you photograph. If you are passionate you’ll get great results, if you don’t care, you won’t.
Maybe that’s why I like to take outdoor photographs so much (and why those are the ones I get compliments on).
A good read for those of you interested in photography. Check it out.
Did you see me on the Simpsons?
Okay, neither did I. But, what do you think, did I capture my essence as a Simpson?
Try the Simpson Maker for yourself.
It’s been real quiet at my place of work this week. Graduation was this past Sunday and the summer session hasn’t started yet. With not that many people needing reference help, I’ve been spending most of the work day at my desk in the back room. Even when I’m at the reference desk, reference questions from patrons have been few and far between.
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It’s been rainy and unseasonable cold here in Madison lately. When dreary weather like that comes around, I often find myself making comfort foods to pick up my mood. Today I decided to make one of my favorites — the chili my Mother taught me to cook. Chili is one of those dishes that everyone makes a little differently. I remember as a kid eating other people’s chili and thinking, “This is not chili. My Mom knows how to make chili the right way.”
I’m sure there are people out there who will scoff at what I make and think the same thing. Nevertheless, my taste buds and I have known it is the right way to make chili. Over the years I’ve made a few alterations to the original recipe (most recently using ground turkey meat instead of ground beef). Whenever I make it I usually end up thinking about Mom’s chili and appreciate the knowledge that she passed on to me. Thanks Mom!
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