I do!
And thus I made a Zazzle store so I could get myself one. Looking through my closet I have many shirts from drama, marching band and other various hobbies I've done- so I figured I should have one for 365 Faces of the Year as well. Especially given that my commitment to this project is much more than any other I've done. And once I was online playing around with Zazzle I was easily sidetracked and made more stuff not out of the need to, but because it is summer and I had time to. If you want one too- they're really simple shirts. I just smacked the logo on it and added the text "Face me." for the shirts.
See my gallery at Zazzle
(I don't actually expect you to want any random shirts; but I figured I'd let you make up your own mind rather than letting my assumption have the final word)
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
Counting Down
Three hundred and twenty four days down. Forty-one to go.
Recently I have found my daily quest for a face has been getting harder and harder. During the school year it is easier to see new faces in class, the campus coffee shop, shows, dorms, and so forth. During the school year I have a set pattern, I wake up by 7, am in class by 8, and after class I find time for my interviews, social life, job and hobbies. However the school year ended during the last week of June, and since then the challenge of finding my face of the day has become harder for me. Without a set schedule to plan around, my hours run together, thus picking a time and place to find my face has become more flexible- which for most people would make the task easier. However with the freedom to do anything also comes the desire to do nothing. Suddenly my body has been reminded of it’s sleep debt. I just spent nearly two weeks cleaning my room in the way I should have for spring cleaning- but I passed on it then due to finals. My interest in new projects has begun to resurface and suddenly learning to cook seems like a good idea. With the heat outside and a plethora of things to do inside, the idea of going out and meeting people seems a little less exciting. Which makes it a harder task.
This is by no means a reflection on the people I’ve met, the interviews I’ve recently had or the photos I’ve been taking. Consider this rambling list of complaints somewhat similar to my feelings towards mornings. I detest waking up. I hate the sound of my alarm clock. And I think sunrises are beautiful, the morning fog is incredibly refreshing, and the relaxation of reading the newspaper while eating breakfast is something I cherish- I just detest waking up.
The people I have met are amazing. When I’m interviewing people I genuinely enjoy myself. The smile I wear is not me feigning interest to try to be polite, it’s a result of the fact that 324 days in I still reconnect with my childhood every time I ask the 4th question. Everyday I still have the experience of learning something new, making a connection, enjoying it and having reflections prompted by it. The joy of this project has not been lost on me, I’m just getting tired. The backlog of photos to be uploaded, interviews to be typed and then of course the belated organizing of the blog all await. And despite the fact that I’ve given myself a break for a reason, knowing they remain on the to do list is an exhausting thought. The languid days of summer make me want to just sleep through the afternoons to make up for all the all nighters in the last year. The heat and haze from recent fires makes the great indoors just a little more appealing. And the lack of a daily schedule means rather than meeting someone who shares the same school, coffee shop, social circles etc... I must chose the location in which to find my face rather than simply squeezing it into the daily routine. Furthermore the academic year started and ended during the length of this project and as a life long student I have grown accustomed to thinking of a year as 9 months.
The result of all of this- rather than counting up as I had been doing, I now find myself counting down.
41 more days.
41 more people.
451 more questions (not including the may I interview you question- that would make it 492.)
41 more portraits.
And my song of the week is either
Oh My Love by Sampson and The Folkadelics
or
The Dynamo of Volition by Jason Mraz
Recently I have found my daily quest for a face has been getting harder and harder. During the school year it is easier to see new faces in class, the campus coffee shop, shows, dorms, and so forth. During the school year I have a set pattern, I wake up by 7, am in class by 8, and after class I find time for my interviews, social life, job and hobbies. However the school year ended during the last week of June, and since then the challenge of finding my face of the day has become harder for me. Without a set schedule to plan around, my hours run together, thus picking a time and place to find my face has become more flexible- which for most people would make the task easier. However with the freedom to do anything also comes the desire to do nothing. Suddenly my body has been reminded of it’s sleep debt. I just spent nearly two weeks cleaning my room in the way I should have for spring cleaning- but I passed on it then due to finals. My interest in new projects has begun to resurface and suddenly learning to cook seems like a good idea. With the heat outside and a plethora of things to do inside, the idea of going out and meeting people seems a little less exciting. Which makes it a harder task.
This is by no means a reflection on the people I’ve met, the interviews I’ve recently had or the photos I’ve been taking. Consider this rambling list of complaints somewhat similar to my feelings towards mornings. I detest waking up. I hate the sound of my alarm clock. And I think sunrises are beautiful, the morning fog is incredibly refreshing, and the relaxation of reading the newspaper while eating breakfast is something I cherish- I just detest waking up.
The people I have met are amazing. When I’m interviewing people I genuinely enjoy myself. The smile I wear is not me feigning interest to try to be polite, it’s a result of the fact that 324 days in I still reconnect with my childhood every time I ask the 4th question. Everyday I still have the experience of learning something new, making a connection, enjoying it and having reflections prompted by it. The joy of this project has not been lost on me, I’m just getting tired. The backlog of photos to be uploaded, interviews to be typed and then of course the belated organizing of the blog all await. And despite the fact that I’ve given myself a break for a reason, knowing they remain on the to do list is an exhausting thought. The languid days of summer make me want to just sleep through the afternoons to make up for all the all nighters in the last year. The heat and haze from recent fires makes the great indoors just a little more appealing. And the lack of a daily schedule means rather than meeting someone who shares the same school, coffee shop, social circles etc... I must chose the location in which to find my face rather than simply squeezing it into the daily routine. Furthermore the academic year started and ended during the length of this project and as a life long student I have grown accustomed to thinking of a year as 9 months.
The result of all of this- rather than counting up as I had been doing, I now find myself counting down.
41 more days.
41 more people.
451 more questions (not including the may I interview you question- that would make it 492.)
41 more portraits.
And my song of the week is either
Oh My Love by Sampson and The Folkadelics
or
The Dynamo of Volition by Jason Mraz
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