Photostories and sidewalk art

To those who commented on my last post, be it for a class assignment or not, thank you for your input. I'm glad I'm not the only one who finds the college girl compelling, but there was also a great point about the ubiquity of hard-working college students just trying to get by. If my professor had made that point I might have conceded the argument. He made other valid points, of course, and he's open-minded enough to let me try working on a project that might not turn out so well. I appreciate his flexibility, and his candor.

As promised, I got over myself and called the old lady, asking if she would be willing to participate in the project. Fortunately or unfortunately, she's not. She's going into surgery this Thursday (nothing serious, she will be completely fine) and will be out of commission for two or three weeks. She's not comfortable being photographed during or in the weeks after, her surgery.

So I'll do my best to convince everyone, especially my professor, that my project on the college girl is worth it. I believe everyone has a story to tell, most people just choose not to tell it to the world.

Because that's all I really have to post today, and it's not particularly interesting, I thought I'd share another type of art form. Photography is how I've chosen to express myself, which leads to my discussions of photoshop and class projects, but I've always admired those with the talent to create works of art without the use of technology. Attached are some photos from a Denver chalk festival. Photo credits go to my mother, Wonderful Wanda, who loves these as much as I do.