Word of mouth
I'm big on people, on pictures, on scrapbooking, on words & on randomness. Imagine my excitement when I stumbled upon www.learningtoloveyoumore.com. The idea is to give people random assignments, mostly with a self-reflexive, stop-and-smell-the-roses edge, and have them send in the results. Some things are pretty lame, most are pretty self-involved but there's some gems there too. Here are some that I liked:
Assignment #18: "Recreate a poster you had as a teenager" - Marcia Carmen
What a wicked poster! I remember how shocked my mom was the day I took down all my kittens and puppies posters and replaced them with the likes of Will Smith and the actor who played the older brother on "Boy Meets World", hehe.
Assignment #39: "Take a picture of your parents kissing"
Looking through these, I was surprised at how unattractive most middle aged people are and how many of them clearly feel very awkward making out in front of a camera. Why is it that younger people have no problem hamming it up and making fools of themselves? How can you look so uncomfortable embracing someone you've lived with for over 20 years? Is it the camera? The love-on-demand? A generational thing?
Assignment #55: "Photograph a significant outfit".
"What I was wearing when I saw him with his new girlfriend (and got sick because I drank too much)." - Julia. I don't think I have such a strong memory for outfits, but I thought it was such a recognizable situation. Part deux of the break up: seeing them with somebody else. Happily. Ugh. Pass the bottle!
Sappy? Cheesy? Maybe. But doesn't this sum up the feeling & reassurance we all crave? Come on, be honest.
A while ago, one of my profs sent all of his students a heads up email about a 3-day workshop in Amsterdam. Free of charge, on the topic "how to write reviews". The basic set-up is watching a dance performance in the evening, and then spending the following day writing a review on it and getting coached by experts. Three days in a row. Whoah! I may have peed my pants a little and replied as fast as I could. I think I actually sent an email that just said "PICK MEEEE", and then sent another one going "Sorry about that, I was in a mad rush, I wanted to make sure I got to you first. So have you picked me yet?". Alas, there was only room for eight people and a couple of days ago I got the "we're sorry to have to let you know" email back. Too bad, I would have loved to go. But on the upside, I'm happy that I found out about it and more importantly that I got excited about it. Cause come to think of it, writing reviews would be a pretty sweet gig. Sure, you'd step on people's toes and as terrible as I am at handling criticism I'd probably end every article with "So in conclusion, it was great. Exactly as great as that other show I saw last week. Basically, everyone's equally good. Unless you disagree. Then you're right too. Please don't hate me xoxox". But I'd learn.