Intentionally Blank

On my fifteenth birthday, I received a sketchbook which Peggy had decorated and written a lovely letter in, and it was signed by a good bit of the youth group. I filled it up pretty quickly, as I do... except for the last page. And so it sat open to the last page on my side table for a long time... because it looked cool there. And I couldn't really bear to finish it and put it away.
As I was packing stuff up for my move, I knew I'd have to leave it behind. So I thought I should take a picture of how cool it looked on the green table.
The lighting was not that great, due to my room having no windows, so I probably tweaked it too much on the computer and it looks unnatural. But it has approximately the effect I wanted it to, and I felt like the words fit in the situation.

So enjoy an over-processed photograph.

Doing something different with photobooth

Revealing different dimensions.

 There's a city appearing in the sky!

 How did it get there?

 I guess I'm dreaming...

I guess a brought a piece of home with me.

I got kinda creative. :3

The daily life of a ninja.

The media seems to have these misconceptions about ninja. Drawing on well known examples, we have Naruto (loud, noisy, wears orange), Lego Ninjago lego people who have elemental tornado powers or something... I don't get why my brothers watch this stuff... XD
And of course there's the 'classic' ninja, wearing all black and blah blah blah. Nobody seems to understand that they can never depict ninja correctly because you cannot see a ninja. Unless the ninja wants to make his or her presence known, the only way that you will realize they are there is the fact that you have just been assassinated.
Luckily, I have some connections and got to follow a ninja around for a day, photographing a few of his activities. We both hope that this clears up the misconceptions around ninja.
I met Joe (name changed for anonymity) early one morning at his favorite training area. Here is a picture of him gliding over the surface of a lake. Notice that he leaves no trace of his having been there:

Next, we went to meet his girlfriend at a cafe.

She didn't show, but Joe says this is common for ninja. She may have been killed in battle.
Joe went on assignments for most of the day, but for my safety he forced me to stay about a mile away each time.

This is Joe feeding a duck. He has a soft spot for animals.

After work, he went "home" to chill. He apparently lives in the homes of people he's assasinated-- this was the den of his latest kill.

 Getting dinner.

 Getting some laundry done.

 Joe stole my camera and snapped a couple self-portraits- Look at that friendly grin.

 

After a hard day's work, Joe likes to relax, just like the rest of us.

I hope this has proved to be enlightening to all you lovely blog-readers... Don't let ninja continue to be stereotyped. Let's get the truth out.

Barefoot Sky

I would jog barefoot on the street to the corner hoping to find a better shot of the sky.

 I would spend dinnertime arranging my food to look pretty and have to eat it after dinner.

But that's alright. :D

The kind of sky I like the best

It's never as blue in the photos. ;~;