I could draw you a chart and illustrate how it happened, but I can't explain it. It is too annoying and possibly insane to explain, and repeating that information here, for all my loyal blog followers would be a wound too painful to bare.
Nobody reads this, I forgot.
Okay, so, as most of you know, I am the founder and inventor of the national past-time, "Penny Sculpture."
This is when you take a dremel tool, a torch, a pair of tin snips and a magnifying glass to a penny with the intention of rendering it from it's typical, boring old flat round form, into a new and jazzy form that is wondrous and possibly a little snarky towards some other sculpture that pissed you off once. I have been engaged in this artistic endeavor for the past twenty odd years or so, and it has come to my attention that very small things are less interesting in the world of visual arts because, among other things, small, little stuff is more difficult to see. I wondered to myself what people would think of this handicraft of mine if they could see it, and so I began to investigate the art of photography with the intent of photographing my pennies so as to share them with the world at large. They call it that for a reason, because here in the world, they prefer large things.
After a lot of research I bought the dp1. Big sensor, simple camera, shazam. It was kinda expensive, but I thought it would be worth it in the end if I could convince the people that my vision was true by allowing them to see my work in a scale more befitting Art.
Then we had to switch apartments, and during the move, my camera disappeared. I had just taken my first successful macro photo, and the tool was usurped with from me with.
Alright, so it wasn't all that successful, but it showed promise. But then the DP1 was gone. Nowhere to be found! What would I do? How could I recover? What would be my answer to this apple-cart upsetting conundrum?
I'll tell you later.
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