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Last weekend I traveled to New York to visit a friend, meet all the wonderful people at Impossible Project USA, and to see my photos in the current photo show in the Impossible Project Space. While in New York, a group of instant photographers met up for a photo walk though Chinatown, over to Brooklyn […]

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  • Nancy M. - October 11, 2012 - 5:24 pm

    Kim, what a great blog recapping your trip to NYC. Thank you for even suggesting that the Impossible Project folks get together, it was such a treat to meet you and the others you list. Awesome time. Please come back soon.ReplyCancel

In the electrontic era the art of snail mail is lost. So why is it I look for something exciting every time I open the mailbox? Packages will be shipped to New Hampshire, England, and South Africa. Let YOUR light shine, Kim

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  • Stacey Eland - September 7, 2012 - 9:05 am

    I was just thinking the other day about how my many kids probably have no clue how to even mark an envelope as “return to sender”. It is a shame that written letters are no longer the norm. A teenage boy told me one day that he was worried that his girlfriend was going to break up with him because their schedules were so crazy over the summer. They had been working opposite shifts and had been away from each other without contact by phone. I told him write her a letter rather to show her how much she meant to him. He stared at me blankly liked he had no clue what a letter even was. Sad.ReplyCancel

If I were to ever get arrested, in my head this is what my mug shot would look like. Let’s hope that day never happens… For now, I feel high on life. Let YOUR light shine, Kim

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  • Ben Innocent - August 30, 2012 - 10:48 pm

    Kim, You say mug shot yet looking at this, it is so much more. I just want one second more of this moment. It to me is a mesmerising cliff hanger; where is this photo leading? it isn’t the now of those eyes that has me held waiting silent, it is the potential that is about to unfold that has my breath halted, burning my lungs. As I remember to breathe do you fall apart? do you crack a wry smile? burst out laughing? silently let a tear fall down you face? or just turn away resigned to the image taken as being just what it is, a glimpse of you? Whichever the outcome of the moment after, I cannot escape a sense of beautiful vulnerability. To me everything is right about this as a self portrait, a person not hiding behind any pretence just laid out honesty. I may have this all wrong of course but it really does speak beauty to me (not solely physical). Then for all that I have said whatever the next second is to holds becomes irrelevant, as for now I cannot get past the wonder of this moment you have captured.

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    • Kim - August 31, 2012 - 12:00 am

      Thank you Ben. I’m glad you feel all those things from this image. Not really sure where I was goig with it, but the beauty of photos is the viewer interupts it they way they choose.ReplyCancel