If you have rolls of kodachrome film still hanging around your closet like I do, then check out this story. There is only one lab left in the world that develops the iconic film. This film changed the trajectory of popular photography and was memorialized by Paul Simon in one of my favorite songs, Kodachrome. The lab in Kansas will continue to develop this film until the end of 2010, which means I have some photography shoots to schedule! Looking forward to 2010!
1. duckie’s lip synch in pretty in pink
2. going into labor scene (to the soundtrack of kate bush’s “this woman’s work”) from she’s having a baby
3. cameron talking to ed rooney in ferris bueller’s day off
4. making the “perfect woman” in weird science
5. putting lipstick on with no hands from the breakfast club
6. having birthday cake with jake ryan in a bridesmaid dress from sixteen candles
7. “black and white would just capture the moment” line from sixteen candles
8. geek stuck under the glass table from sixteen candles
9. lunch scene (especially the captain crunch-pixie stick sandwich) from the breakfast club
10. getting diamond earrings from your best friend who’s just realized he’s in love with you from some kind of wonderful
Psychologists have been doing this for a few years now… taking a bunch of information and designating a particular day in January as the saddest day of the year. They calculate it based on the time it takes to break new year’s resolutions; the moment when holiday debt rears its ugly head; the perfect storm of cold, dark and wet days; and mix that with the hardest day of the week – a Monday.
This year that day, also called Blue Monday, falls on January 19th. I’m sorry but I just can’t agree, this is not the saddest day of 2009. First of all it is a holiday and not just any holiday but one to remember Martin Luther King Jr. and how he transformed our country. It’s also the last full day that George W Bush will be in office… clearly not a sad day. It’s also the day before Barack Obama will be sworn in as our first black president. The day before a man, who wields inspiration like this country has not seen since John F. Kennedy, will begin steering a nation thirsting for and in desperate need of real leadership. To top that off the sun is shining in Portland today – an extremely rare occurrence in the winter.
No, I just can not agree that this is the saddest day of the year.
I’ve listened to Barack Obama’s acceptance speech nearly a dozen times and I still cry every time I hear his words – just as much for what he says as how he says it. He’s intelligent and his words are rhythmic. As I look back at election night I can’t fail to see the symbolism. Obama’s rally was an open invitation to the citizens of Chicago and America while McCain’s was invite only. Obama’s was in a public open space and McCain’s was at an exclusive and expensive hotel. McCain’s supporters booed when he mentioned Obama and Obama’s supporters cheered when Obama mentioned McCain. Obama’s speech said so much, but the rallies spoke volumes.
I often wonder why certain world events stand out to me, why some strike me deeper than others. Benazir Bhutto’s assassination yesterday is one of those events. On the surface my interest has piqued alongside the recent pop culture focus on the region including Khaled Hosseini’s heart wrenching book A Thousand Splendid Suns and the surprisingly comedic yet ultimately tragic storyline of the film Charlie Wilson’s War. Though both focus on Afghanistan’s tumultuous past, that country’s link to Pakistan then and now is undeniable.
But Bhutto’s assassination takes me back more than twenty years when she was the first democratically elected woman of an Islamic country. For a young politically active woman I was enchanted by her poise, her courage, and her place in history. Watching her fall from grace through years of political corruption and exile mirrored my own disenchantment with American politics and election fraud, most notably following the 2000 election. Although I know Bhutto’s return to Pakistan was not hailed by all of its citizens, she still represents what democracy could mean in a country now ruled by a general who took power by military coup. Her return mirrored my own hope, paired with the upcoming election for a new American president, that either a woman or a minority could legitimately be elected to lead our country.
One can only hope. I can only hope.
(photo – New York Times)