Aaaaannd this was today… Jon Hillenbrand, December 5, 2008October 17, 2019 Here’s what I did today. Got up and went to work Went to a meeting Shot a headshot for a doc Went to a Christmas lunch Went home and spent a few hours watching CommunityChannel Productive. I love how when you are talking in a big group at a big table, and the conversation is lively and upbeat, and then two people (usually a guy and a girl sitting across from each other) start really connecting, and then soon everyone is just involved in their personal two-way conversation. And people start to make comments about their conversation which make no sense… EXAMPLE: GUY CONNECTING: “Oh my God, you went to Peterson High? So did I?”GIRL CONNECTING: “Totally! Remember the big boulder everyone used to paint?”GUY CONNECTING: “That’s so awesome! I painted my name on that rock!”ALIENATED GUY AT TABLE: “Yeah, rocks are cool.” Basically everyone else at the table is reduced to watching a TV show in real life. But you can’t change the channel. All you can do is turn to one of the other tables, wait like 30 seconds, look back at the couple, look back away from the table, aaaaaaaaaand then slowly get up and go talk to someone else. Anyway, that was today. Photography Thoughts photography
Photography The Mystery of the Exploding Girl October 24, 2010October 17, 2019 I can’t think of anything to write about tonight so I am just going to start writing and see if anything comes out of my head in opposition to my writer’s block. Maybe I should simply describe the above photo. I took this shot back in 2005. It was a… Read More
Photography Car Show Girl January 24, 2011October 17, 2019 The Chicago Auto Show is coming up again soon and that means there’s a chance I’ll see her again. Wait, who? The girl from the car show! More on her later. Silly, I know. The statistics for attendance at the CAS are unreal with millions of people jammed into ten… Read More
Photography All these things that I’ve done October 14, 2010October 17, 2019 Tomorrow is my birthday. Thirty-six. Alla, the girl who cuts my hair, says I’m just a baby though an increasing percentage of the clipped hair falling from her scissors is silver. She’s getting married for the second time now at forty-five and I’ve never seen her happier. She insists that… Read More