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not sure why this matters but here it is [Feb. 9th, 2006|10:39 pm]
TJ
[music |the faint]

ISTJ - "Trustee". Decisiveness in practical affairs. Guardian of time- honored institutions. Dependable. 11.6% of total population.

Which is different from the myers-briggs one I took so fucking long ago, which came back with "INTJ"... intuitiveness over sensing... I'm not sure which one I prefer.

I transmitted from the Getty Images office downtown last night, and showed my portfolio (printed, because I randomly had it on me) to the photog who I befriended (who got me into the office) and the other photog there, who is the regional director. Absolutely great feedback...fucking fantastic to talk with excited photogs about photography. 'A great start' is the gist of their response, which means I need to shoot my ass off while I am here.

Anyway: tired, early morning, so 'bye.
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(no subject) [Feb. 7th, 2006|10:30 am]
TJ
the BU newsroom director guy was SO EXCITED about giving me this assignment:
The Sights, Signs, and PPL {sic} of Maine Avenue, in Washington, D.C.
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band update [Feb. 2nd, 2006|12:14 am]
TJ
[mood |glasses of wine]

this is on my mind, toward the back:
They asked me to take everything down, from my website and anywhere else I may have mentioned things unmentionable.
I outright refused. And rightly. Fucking. So.
I offered, however, to change words associated with pictures and names to not mention the unmentionable, to an extent.
They agreed, but also inquired "what's with the animosity?"
I changed words, and deleted some, and am at the point of saying fuck the whole sodding thing. Them, the story, the friendship...

And what's with the fucking animosity? Kills me. They are so goddamn important to themselves...not that this story would have been a good thing or a bad thing, what was scary was that it was different...it was new light.

What irks me about this is that they did not even ask me to change the words...never seemed to have occurred to them. And they said that "if you must keep the story on your site" changing it to meet their conditions would be acceptable. I am done shooting them...not another frame for them. I am also a bit angry with myself for not keeping a tighter lid on my copyright--having them sign pieces of paper that would mean money for me if someone mis-used my photos. Live and learn, I suppose.
But they out and out wanted the whole story down... yes, it was fun, and yes, I did learn a lot about situational lighting... but where is the fucking payoff if not in the final story? What was the point? Cut my balls off, but at least leave me the memory of once having them. Working so hard for a slap in the face.

This has been building up in the little quiet moments in the day, and needed an outlet.
More to come? hopefully not. I need new stories &c. on my site/in my portfolio anyway. It is coming. Things are brighter than this.
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(no subject) [Feb. 1st, 2006|12:53 am]
TJ
ugh.
State of the Union was completely overwhelming.
I did not think to move around (with the roving pass that I had, which would have allowed me to do so) and I had too much equipment (read: more than I am used to carrying).
Many things learned, likely nothing published.
Bottom line: I missed the shot.
g'night.
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(no subject) [Jan. 27th, 2006|03:49 pm]
TJ
[music |c-span broadcast of said conference]

so there was this press conference...republican senators talking about the republican agenda for this year.
I walked into the press room a few minutes before it started, past a group of photogs standing in the hallway.
Cox did not need the shot, and I thought that there was little point to be there (aside from, I realized much too late, watching other photogs work). So, I left.
And, in doing so, leaving by the same hallway through which I entered, blocking the shot of every photog waiting for the senators to enter. One of them called out "Sir, sir!" as I walked by, and I turned around and looked back, giving them all a good look at my face.
I am, officially, a fucking idiot.
And now the D.C. press photog core knows it.
Awesome.
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(no subject) [Jan. 22nd, 2006|04:20 pm]
TJ
I need more Maiden in my life.
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I suppose it is time [Jan. 15th, 2006|01:36 am]
TJ
my back is killing me.
I spent the day moving all 35 boxes that were in storage in boston from a) my uncle's kitchen to b) the back of my uncle's smallish pick-up truck to c) the lobby of the building in which I am living in D.C. to d) the fifth floor of said building.
the room has come a long way from the mess of cardboard and dust that was the case less than twelve hours ago, but it still has a few more hours of work before it is really finished.
I have not been in d.c. very long (arrived by bus yesterday) but I think I am really going to enjoy my stay. there is an organic market several blocks away that has good vegan cheese. who could seriously ask for more?
then, I check my email and susan walsh has responded to an email I sent her over a month ago--after southwick gave me her card and a suggestion that I contact her--to tell her that I would be in d.c. and interning at cox and here is my website and who can I contact about freelancing for ap?
she wrote back with two names and an offer to help.
i needed that boost....
I spent the last few hours waiting on laundry, drinking good wine, and playing texas hold 'em with two of my five apartment roommates (I have a single, the rest are in doubles) and some people from across the hall...kind of nice times.
life rocks/rawks, still.
I like that about it.
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(no subject) [Dec. 14th, 2005|12:22 am]
TJ
I am going to miss this.
No more apologies or justifications, just: I will really fucking miss this.

Final practice and christmas cookies on saturday, is the offer, extended to all who matter. I'd like to take her up on it.

Shooting Dave tomorrow, after lunch with mary knox (now an editor at Christian Science Monitor), and portraits tomorrow night.

I did not remember this, but it appears I met an editor from the Washington Times during the NSC--I was thumbing through the business cards, thinking I need to email them to the website and new portfolio. Washington Times connection may be nice for some freelance work...need to look into this more.

And to sleep.
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(no subject) [Dec. 12th, 2005|10:57 am]
TJ
I just started to play BBH, itunes was about half way through a song, and I immediately smelled smoke.
The human body is fucking weird.
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(no subject) [Dec. 11th, 2005|06:54 am]
TJ
Why am I here again?
7 fucking a.m.
Not insomnia, just working on interesting stuff.
I listened to the conversation I recorded over dinner last night, and spliced some audio into the music on the slideshow (which will be updated and made an active link on my website)...it still needs work, and I still need to caption the photos in the slideshow, and I could spend the next few hours getting all of that up and running, but then I need to be at practice at 5, and need to get to sleep early so I can function for my final on monday... looks like it's a little nap for me... which kind of excites me, because it means less time away from doing this work.
I did write some of that bullshit paper, but not as much as I would have liked. I was not really thinking toward the end, so editing should prove interesting.

um....
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