Monday, July 13, 2009

White Turbulance.




















This is what I did on July 10th 2009. I had a lot of thinking to do on this day, and I decided to do it in style. I'm coming to realize sometimes people just need to leave your life for whatever reason. I think I have a bit of an issue letting go in some cases, but I'm getting better at it. On this day three people are in the midst of departing. Midst being the key word, allowing for plenty of awkward half goodbyes between now and then. It also seems to be the case that when you lose someone you gain someone. I have a lot to be grateful for in that regard.

Friday, July 10, 2009

Please fasten your safety belts.














This is the plane that killed my grandfather. It happened on July 19th 1967. I was very much not alive yet, but I've recently started to realize how this event triggered a chain of events that messed around with my life. I'm not entirely sure what to think of it, but I want to know everything about it.