Chaque Jour sans Échouer

A Guide to Color for the Blind

2008-10-13T23:59:00.000-07:00

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This is to make up for the lack of photo today. Thank You, Will, for the prompt.

A Guide to Color for the Blind

Just so you know, gray is the sound of television static, and white is freshly washed sheets in scent, but not in texture. In texture, it's sea scallops and garlic sauce. In taste as well. Pink is the smell of nail polish, no matter what color it really is, burgundy to lime green, which, by the way, feels springy like a sponge, but tastes of cake batter licked from the spatula. Red is leather, in feel and aroma, but sounds like the sizzle of oil in a hot skillet. Blue is breathing deep and the wind in your hair and the rumble of bass from the sound system of the guy downstairs, pulsing through the floor. Yellow is the feel of the pages of your favorite book between the pads of your fingers, and the dry, crisp smell of it, too. Purple is sore muscles and the kind of tired that seeps into your boned and the feel of your head hitting the pillow. It tastes like the burst of flavor that floods your tongue when you sink your teeth into something crunchy and deep fried. Orange is clearly the sensation of holding hands and walking with someone, especially through fall leaves that gnash their teeth at your heels as you pass through, but smells of nothing more than fresh-cut cedar, with an aftertaste that savors strongly of a baked potato with all the right toppings. Black is the sound of waves crashing onrocks and feels just like your warmest winter jacket, with mittens, a scarf, and earmuffs. A rainbow is your toes curled into rich spring grass, and the rampant, delirious bliss of orgasm. Just so you know."

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October 7, 2008

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Mattresses on the street corner. Conveniently located, no?

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 7 Oct '08, 8.53pm PDT PST.

October 6, 2008

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Balances out well, doesn't it? Light fixture at 1008 Fox Street.

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 6 Oct '08, 4.51pm PDT PST.

October 5, 2008

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An empty nest at 530 Swing Avenue.

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 5 Oct '08, 4.13pm PDT PST.

October 4, 2008

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Tinisha and I found this kitty the other day on the street. Her name is Mouse. We were gonna leave her at the shelter today, but they wouldn't take her. They were full up. She's staying here for now, til I can find her a new home.

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 4 Oct '08, 5.03pm PDT PST.

October 3, 2008

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Peeling paint on a metal-sided house that was, surprisingly, still inhabited. The trees and the bushes were grown up to the gutters and the grass was knee high. Tinisha and I could hear a television running inside.

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 3 Oct '08, 6.20pm PDT PST.

October 2, 2008

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Self-portrait in the Stately Raven bookstore. I do love those cozy, tacky couches. I got to wear a scarf for the first time today. It was chilly. Gettin' time for hats'n'gloves.

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 2 Oct '08, 8.48pm PDT PST.

October 1, 2008

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Yes, it's a political statement. What's that? It's trash. Trash, trash, trash.

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 1 Oct '08, 7.46am PDT PST.

September 30, 2008

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The final photograph for September. A small pot of roses that my mother gave me when she came to visit last weekend. She's the only one who ever gives me flowers. Someday, I'll have a man who gives me pretty flowers ;) I love roses. So long as they're not red.

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 30 Sep '08, 6.33pm PDT PST.

Prompt, Numero Cuatro.

2008-09-29T21:16:00.000-07:00

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Prompt for this week. A little bit behind schedule, but there you have it. :)

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September 29, 2008

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This is a little late, but...Here's my photograph for the "rapid" prompt. And now I'm gonna post a new one! :)

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 29 Sep '08, 8.06pm PDT PST.

This is one of my new favorite places in the world. The Stately Raven bookstore in Findlay, Ohio. It used to be a church. A teeny tiny adorable little church. There's a loft upstairs with big comfy couches and a fireplace down the steps in that green room. It's wonderful. It has a perfect, wonderful, warm feel to it.

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 29 Sep '08, 8.30pm PDT PST.

September 28, 2008

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I missed my photo today. So...Here you go! A wordle made of things that are synonymous with "naughty", "bad", and "neglectful".

September 27, 2008

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I'm totally going to go back and get a better show of this when I get new batteries. This doesn't do justice to the color and it was just a quick snap to remind me...No composition or anything, lol. Will replace it, ASAP.

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 27 Sep '08, 10.11am PDT PST.

September 26, 2008

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Well, my camera batteries spent the day charging...I think I need a new set. They just don't hold a charge anymore. This is a shot from my camera phone. It doesn't have a whole lot of artistic merit, but it sure is pretty.

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 26 Sep '08, 5.10pm PDT PST.

September 25, 2008

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**Backshot** I miss breakfast...So much. I'm ashamed to admit that I forgot to take a photo today. So, here you have it. Omelette, sausage, and toast.

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 25 Sep '08, 9.59pm PDT PST.

September 24, 2008

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The first line of Rafael Sabatini's "Scaramouche". "He was born with a gift of laughter and a sense that the world was mad." Fabulous book. Even more fabulous quote.

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 24 Sep '08, 6.22pm PDT PST.

September 23, 2008

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Martians should have rights, too.

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 23 Sep '08, 12.35pm PDT PST.

September 22, 2008

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Broken glass and faded floorboards.

Ice, ice, baby.

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 22 Sep '08, 9.42pm PDT PST

Prompt, Numero Tres.

2008-09-21T21:47:00.000-07:00

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This week's prompt, brought to you by Kerri, is:

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September 21, 2008

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Beautiful felt flowers from Kara. Thank you, muffin. They really make my day, every time I see 'em :)

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 21 Sep '08, 1.45pm PDT PST.

September 20, 2008

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Neglected old church on CR-60.

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 20 Sep '08, 7.29pm PDT PST.

September 19, 2008

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For the prompt. Bean plants. Bathed in one of the last sunsets of the summer.

Beans are edible :)

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 19 Sep '08, 7.45pm PDT PST.

September 18, 2008

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I'm feeling hopeful, confident, heartened, optimistic, auspicious, and upbeat. How 'bout you?

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 18 Sep '08, 10.06am PDT PST.

September 17, 2008

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I can never decide if this house is abandoned or just neglected. Will have to do more digging. It's rotting, from top to bottom...I think the Dodge Charger from the first post may actually be in this house's backyard.

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 17 Sep '08, 4.48pm PDT PST.

September 16, 2008

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Autumn's coming. My favorite.

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 16 Sep '08, 10.25am PDT PST.

September 15, 2008

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Just a reminder, you know. On a dumpster.

Again. I think this speaks for itself.

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 15 Sep '08, 9.54am PDT PST.

Prompt, Numero Dos.

2008-09-14T20:10:00.000-07:00

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Well, this week's prompt, brought to you - once again - by the Random Word Generator, is:

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September 14, 2008

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This is a belated September 11th tribute. It was much easier this time, with no pressure. Letting it just come to me.

I think this speaks for itself.

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 14 Sep '08, 6.42pm PDT PST.

September 13, 2008

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Familiarity. The feel of the dust on your fingers, the sting of the textured sidewalk on your palms. Never lose your childish enthusiasm.

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 13 Sep '08, 5.18pm PDT PST.

September 12, 2008

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**Backshot**...Camper reading by flashlight before Taps. Hickory Hillcrest, Camp Anokijig, Week 8.

Due to icky, rainy weather today and a general lack of motivation, this is the photo for today. It's from my summer job this year, as a camp counselor. I tripped on a tree stump on the way to take this picture and sliced off the tip of my pinky toe.

The sacrifices we make for art.

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 10 Sep '08, 10.42am PDT PST.

September 11, 2008

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I have to admit, today was not the greatest of days for this blog, already. Two things were hampering my creativity, by my own fault. First of all...It's September 11th. I felt mildly obligated to do something related to that. Some sort of tribute. Second...the prompt for this week, which is "familiarity", is a serious challenge for me, since I'm at school in a town that is, honestly, not all that familiar to me.

It's going to take some time for me to find a new way to define "familiar" so that I can twist it to my advantage.

Anyway...The photo for the day...

Split Personalities.

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 11 Sep '08, 10.45am PDT PST.

Prompt, Numero Uno.

2008-09-10T11:31:00.000-07:00

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This week's prompt, brought to you by Kerri and the Random Word Generator, is:

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September 10, 2008

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The world lies dark, still sleeping, while the sun rolls slowly out of bed. Six-thirty in the morning.

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 10 Sep '08, 10.42am PDT PST.

September 9, 2008

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Higher education. The polar opposite of a plump, ripe, red apple and a sharp, cheerfully yellow #2 pencil.

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 9 Sep '08, 2.45pm PDT PST

September 8, 2008

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Fucked up old Dodge Charger from the early '80s. In the grass next to the parking lot across from the Davis Street Building. Full of trash, bumper torn off, sunroof shattered, seats thrown all over and ripped to shreds.

Originally uploaded by chaque-jour - 8 Sep '08, 11.20am PDT PST.

Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow.

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But not necessarily in that order.

Today, I stepped on a piece of glass.

Yesterday, I took a walk and saw a house with its address nailed onto it, all the numbers even but one, dropped down below the others. A flower pot made of an old, orange Coleman cooler. A mailbox with a broken rocking horse propped beside it.

Tomorrow, I start taking a photograph a day and posting it here.

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