You know when the anticipation of the events of a singular day become so scheduled and fragmented that the day itself ceases to exist? The events that you look forward to are swallowed in the chaos that surrounds the tasks at hand. Sometimes the meaning of time lies in moments passed and very rarely those that I look forward to. The future is never now. And now never lasts.
Talia gave me this disposable camera back in June. I have slowly been using it since then. Some photos are from a music festival in Zurich, Switzerland.
Last night, I took part in the Anti-Trump protest in Columbus. There are a few key messages that were emphasized during the rally that I tried to capture in these photos:
1. No immigration ban
2. No wall along the Mexican border
3. Trump is unfit for president
4. Climate change and science are not a matter of belief: they are real
5. Women get to decide what they do with their bodies
6. Black lives matter
7. No DAPL/Keystone Pipeline
I am sure I am forgetting some, but I will write more about this later. It was an incredibly moving and inspiring event. I am glad I got to be a part of it.
Suburbia inspired pics with Danni
Cassandra and I have run into each other in Columbus more times than I can count. We have always vibed, but have never really spent one on one time together. We made today about that, and not to our surprise, we got along extremely well.
Impromptu photos with Dan in the rain.