When I studied abroad in Japan my American friends nicknamed me "paparazzi hentai." The name quickly passed on to our Japanese friends as well as people began to notice a camera was permanently glued to my hand. It was a dream just to be in Japan and I wanted to capture every minute of it that I could. I was predominantly using a simple Canon Powershot, but occasionally brought out my father's old Pentax. No one was really safe from my lens; I loved snapping candid portraits of friends and strangers. While there I found a camera charm necklace at one store; it seemed like the perfect souvenir for my trip. Of course I was on a rather tight student budget then and the price seemed a bit out of my range, so I visited the store several times, pawing at it before I finally bought it. I wore it quite a bit for several years before it broke one day, so now the pieces sit in the bottom of an old jewelry box--unwearable but I'm not ready to dispose it of yet. So, I was rather pleased when I spied this very similar necklace. It brought back a lot of pleasant memories and stirred up my wanderlust.
Some days it feels as if we skipped past spring and fell into summer's arms. But the humidity isn't as oppressive it will become and the trees are only beginning to bloom. How fun it is to cross a field and notice new tiny buds among the green patches of clover and grass. I'm eager to shed my layers, but it's early yet--spring is a fickle creature.
Rookie Mag has showcased the most magical editorials lately; it really makes me wish Rookie was around when I was younger (although I didn't buy magazines and lacked computer competency when I was young!). Dinosaur Jr photographed by Eleanor Hardwick is definitely a new favorite.
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