Wednesday, November 18, 2009

windowseals...

Windowseals,



So thinking in to the past….
I think some of my fondest memories are at window seals. Why? I have no idea. I guess I do some good thinking at window seals. I remember as a child looking out my bedroom window seal. I remember as a younger child sitting in the basement while we listened to the tornado warnings on the radio, and the only thing I wanted to do was to pear out of a window seal. I remember looking out the window seal of my freshman dorm room. I have a good Polaroid of that window seal, its hanging in my room at my parents home. I remember looking out the window seal of my university apartment. I remember looking out the window seal of the hotel room when I was working in Portland. and I will defiantly remember the window seal where I live now. I remember all of them quite vividly. I can remember the colors of them, where the dust was, where the rust stains were, what the trees looked like when I peered out of those places. I kind of have two obsessions of pictures in my head. First is window seals. Second is picnic tables and benches.
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