I was so glad to get home yesterday. 11 days on the road hasn’t been kind, and the work week is coming too fast. I haven’t even had the energy to deal with the things that I’ve been neglecting for the past three weeks. “Eventually” might be the answer to when I’ll clean the house, but its definitely not fit for dealing with other people.
Marco Island, FL. There are so many things going on for us at AGBT. I have felt overwhelmed by all my tasks here, from demonstrating the instrument that I’ve worked on for a year to helping our CTO with his presentation. There has been MORE than enough to keep me (and dozens of colleagues) busy all week. Today something really cool happened. Actually two very cool things happened. First, we unveiled the instrument. As the instrument product manager, I was pretty proud as I watched our founder present. Second, and even cooler to me, is that I got to do some photography for the company. Not only that, I took the ONLY picture of the instrument in circulation. It happened after a PR request late last night. Between introducing the instrument at this morning’s demos, I had 10 minutes to set up and get a shot. I’m so lucky that I am able to do stuff like this at work. Last week, I also got to shoot some of our other products. Even though its been completely unplanned, I can’t believe that I’ve been able to so easily combine what I do with what I love!
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Indeed, it is a very good thing to have your hustle and your passion dove tail so well… Keep on snappin’
Today was a seriously long day. I am at a conference for work and feel completely delirious. My eyes are crossing, my feet are aching, and I cant help thinking that I’m just getting old. Man, I’m looking forward to getting through the week and back home.
February 19. Today seemed to have a bit of everything. A very close friend, whose family has already suffered terribly, said goodbye to his brother. My heart goes out to him and his mother. I cannot imagine what they are going through right now. Three blocks down from the service, at 301 Lyndhurst Street, was the house that my mother grew up in…where I got to know my grandparents. They passed a few years ago, but I went by the house just to show Serene, take a look, and because with their graves in South Carolina, it was a bit of a way to visit them. The house is in horrible shape. I couldn’t help thinking that my grandparents would never approve of its condition. The backyard, where my grandfather used to grow award-winning vegetables, was a mess, even under the cover of two feet of snow. One of the things that I remember hating about that house was that it overlooked a massive cemetery. As a child I feared catching even an unintentional glimpse of it. It was scary. But yesterday, for some reason…maybe it was the blue skies and bright sunshine…or maybe because it seemed to be aligned with the other events of the day…I was comforted by the sight of that cemetery. Or maybe it was because it was the one thing that seemed unchanged after 15 years.
I also had a chance to visit my alma mater, Gilman School. My parents’ choice to send me to Gilman for grades 7-12 is still one of the most influential things they ever did for me. As I signed in at the front desk, I asked whether or not Mr. Holley’s (pictured below) office was in the building. No. But after taking 3 steps into the Common Room, I glanced to my right to see him talking with some alums. Mr. Holley was my Af-Am Lit teacher and my baseball coach and a fantastic role model for ALL the boys in the Upper School. I also got a chance to say hello to Mr. Schmick, the new Headmaster, who seemed perplexed by the fact that I had actually grown, Mr. Foreman, my very first teacher at Gilman in 7th grade science class, and Donell Thompson, from the class of ’91, now a teacher in the middle school. Even teachers whose classes I had never taken stopped to greet me in the hallways. Gilman is a such special place because of teachers, coaches, and mentors like them, and it felt so much like being at home.
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Some time ago I decided to build a website, where I could advertise my photography and writing skills. Not in a blog form, but rather a photographer’s portfolio style. I learnt use use complex website building tools, improved my photoshop skills and got top work. I was going to call my website “Photorious”. Ironic, but when I bumped into this website the other day, my anger for having waited so long and letting this great domain name be stolen from me vanished within the first few scrolls of the mouse. What an astonishing photographer you are. I’m nowhere near your level. I kept scrolling down and my envy was slowly turning into admiration. Your photographs are amazing. What else can I say? I wish I knew how you do it.
I’m not a blog person, but I think yours is a great blog. Thank you for creating it.