No matter how complex an issue is, there are people who will jump
into the fray, prepared to obligate us toward the same tired, convoluted solutions.
Twang, twang, twang – the music of the tried and untrue.
This is something I made in response to a recent post of a teacher and friend of mine. I thought hard about the best way to make a picture with text that succinctly and accurately conveys what she was trying to say – and in a way that can be posted in school and no one would deny the truth of the frustration that most teachers suffer with as they work.
Here is one of the article/links she was referencing….
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A photo I made expressing a pet’s contemplation of our absences, as well as the brusque touch of winter… (It’s a picture I took of our cat Güino…)
I hate photography, but love pictures. I have photoshop and a couple of other tools, but enjoy manually tweaking the simpler programs for effect. Perhaps erroneously, sometimes I make a picture that I’m sure someone else will like, if only because I feel a spark of satisfaction when I look at it.
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| Link to original image is on bottom-right corner of photo. |
The temptation to drown in the “good ole’ days” is deceptively appealing. I miss my grandma something fierce when I remember her or think about some of my childhood. But then I remember that those chapters in life contained a lot of burned and ripped pages, too. Life is immensely better these days, surrounded by the few great people I need, with the world’s knowledge at my disposal. But grandma? She’d be shaking her head in bewilderment at the pace and complexity of our daily lives.
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| link to original picture is on the image… |
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| http://goo.gl/THtjrr link to original image |
| http://goo.gl/IJE7WK link to original image |
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| http://goo.gl/ExLFdN link to original image… |
The above image describes a great deal of my youth, as seemingly every adult randomly screeched to a halt in life to smoke.
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| http://goo.gl/uNw3iR link to original image |
Almost every joke can offend someone. No matter how innocuous its content or noble your motive, it is possible that your humor or words can cause pain.
This isn’t an excuse to deliberately go forth and start spouting hurtful things.
But it is a reminder to use your internal filter to acknowledge that someone, somewhere, might take your words or jokes in a manner unintended. You can’t censor everything you say out of fear.
Doing so weakens your ability to communicate.