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September 5, 2011 by Anya Elise

Faces of Ground Zero || A Joe McNally photography project

Today we wandered up, down, across, around, and behind Manhattan. I don’t know how you go behind a city, necessarily, but I swear to you we did!

My feet are singing, as the expression goes, but our New England trip is moving right along. Tomorrow we head back north to the Massachusetts area. (Wish us luck avoiding toll roads – seriously East Coasters, how do you handle all these toll roads??)

Before I got too much further into my New England Road Trip 2011 coverage, I wanted to point out this project that I was fortunate enough to visit earlier today.

Joe McNally, an extremely talented, New York-based photographer, began this project just weeks after Sept. 11, 2011. In an effort to capture a piece of what happened that day, he set out to photograph those who were at the scene – at Ground Zero – on 9/11. He did this with a giant Polaroid camera that produced images that measured 9×4 feet, after a very long 90 seconds of processing. These images, practically life-sized, make you feel like you’ve met the person, face-to-face. Continue reading →

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August 30, 2011 by Anya Elise

the twin-face || a brother’s birthday

On this the day of my one and only brother and twin-face’s birthday, I have a few things to say.

  1. As a baby, in order to teach Chris to crawl (which he apparently refused to do), my parents placed M&Ms in a line in front of him. This technique is still necessary to get me to do anything. (Gummy bears are good, too.)
  2. I am three years older than my brother, but regardless of the biological impossibility, we are twins.
  3. It’s just a fact.
  4. No really.
  5. His head will become detached from his body if he forgets to wear the baseball hat. That’s why he looks so concerned in that third photo.
  6. A few summers ago we took a road trip to San Francisco, just him and myself. On the return drive, we stopped at every single 24-hour drive-thru Starbucks we could find en route to purchase large iced coffees. I won’t tell you what happened on that 17-hour journey. It wasn’t pretty.
  7. He’s a wonderful letter-writer. Eloquent and passionate.
  8. He takes care of us three sisters and our mom. You’ve never seen a better fellow.
  9. He’s 21 today.
  10. Happy Birthday, buddy. Love and coffee and Klondike Bars to you.

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August 15, 2011 by Anya Elise

in the works || East coast road trip planning

The Road Trip (capital letters = necessary; more clever title = even more necessary) is just over two weeks away.

For those of you who may not remember, my sister and I are headed to the east coast for an epic road trip at the beginning of September. We are starting in Boston, renting a vehicle, and driving all about for 10 days.

Just a few destinations (in no particular order):

  • Boston, naturally
  • Albany
  • Sleepy Hollow
  • New York City
  • Somewhere in Vermont
  • Somewhere else in Vermont
  • New Hampshire, the whole state…because it’s small…or that’s what I hear
  • Connecticut
  • And Boston again

We are of the procrastination persuasion, and are therefore just now booking everything. Except for our flights, that we took care of weeks ago.

And as such, we still don’t have a completely set list of places we want to see and visit.

So, any suggestions? We’re open to adventure, intrigue, mystery and ice cream.

Shout ’em out!

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August 11, 2011 by Anya Elise

a fidgeter || Thursday thoughts

I’m a fidgeter.

Natural born. Native to Colorado. Loves coffee.

There was a time when I thought this fidgeting personality trait was a universal thing, but apparently it’s not.

Some of us are just more fidgety than the rest.

I’m not sure if this is solely because I have more pent up energy than others, or for some alternate reason.

My theory is that my brain goes at an overly manic pace most of the time and the only place for all that maniacal brain fritz to go is out my tapping toes, or drumming fingers.

I’m basically trying to tell you that I’m the worst person possible to sit next to on a long car ride. Just ask my siblings.

The sign above comes to you care of the new, giant IKEA here in Colorado. That whole store and its ability to pull you into its orbit due to sheer size is for another blog post. For now, know this: you cannot get a hot dog the size of about six of me stacked end to end for 50 cents.

Glad we cleared that up.

Finally, today this happened:

Coworker: “You startled me. I’m not used to seeing you away from your desk. It’s like seeing a severed arm on the side of the road.”

I hear they call this flattery.

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