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The boy on the left and the boy on the right don’t know each other. Neither one can comprehend the other’s existence. They’re both five years old in these pictures, these recorded snapshots of light and shadow, and neither of them can understand the concept of birth or death. In these captured moments in time these two exist only in the present; no comprehension of the past or future.
If time travel to the past were possible, one could show the boy on the left the picture of the other and he might assume he’s a classmate. He’d be completely and totally unaware that he was viewing a human he’d one day create. If one were to show the boy on the right the picture of the other, he’d probably assume the same. A classmate, a counterpart; unaware that such a boy could one day grow into the man who’d create him. Continue reading
Orson and me, first in 2005 and then in 2010. It’s hard to believe that five years have passed.
We finally took Orson and Trent downtown to visit the Arch. Despite the long wait I think they had a good time. Orson was especially excited to see train bridges once he got to the top. Afterward we had a nice dinner at Dewey’s Pizza in Kirkwood. A tiring but really fun day with the family.
Fun-filled day at Grant’s Farm feeding the friendly goats.
Orson had an earache that kept him up last night. This is a photo taken with my crappy iSight camera in my Mac in the dark with Orson sleeping on my lap with his puppy. A little color desaturation combined with a black and white effect and I ended up with this. I kinda like how it turned out. Click the image for the larger version.
Some artwork Orson created at school, all Space themed.
This picture really speaks for itself.
Orson looks so disapproving in this picture; that’s what makes it so funny to me.