I’d been living in Boulder, CO for about 3 1/2 months at the time I took this roll. It’s been hard adjusting to a new place, especially one in which I knew nobody for a time. I took this roll in places that I like to go, or of things that I thought particularly describe this place. As I joined Jon’s project late, was busy, and had to borrow a camera with a working light meter (thank you Adan De La Garza) – I had 1.5 days to take the pictures before the deadline. I like to go to the lake pictured when I am in a bad mood. This is very cliche, but unfortunately true, because…that’s the way I am. It is the closest thing to a beach I could find, which was my usual ritual before, having lived on the east coast. Something about expanses of water is very soothing to me. I can’t explain. The lake pictured is frozen, and yes, I have walked to the middle of it, unaccompanied.
The area near the high wires are a specific place for me also. It is the only place I know of in which electricity going through wires is extremely audible. It is a strange sound, even stranger still that
something so common to those in a more populated area would have to be some place like here to really hear it, and certainly a foreign sound to hear in such a landscape. I had to take these pictures quickly because I was in someone’s driveway. As soon as I started shooting, they needed to leave, so I had to as well.
Getting used to seeing the near-constant mountains has been strange for me, as well as the expanses of flat, nearly wrinkled land. I’m afraid I over-included them, but they are enormous, and they are Boulder (though a few are actually of downtown Denver). Other places pictured are areas on the campus of the university of Colorado at Boulder. The architecture has a greek feel to it, and you can tell by the obliquely placed solar panels in front of Mackey auditorium (where I sneak down to the basement to play on the university’s pianos-I am not a student there) that it is eco-conscious even at the risk of looking not entirely geometrically perfect (as most of this area of Colorado is).
By the freaky buffalo mascot/statue is probably a tour group. I don’t know them. Some pictures are also on the walking mall in downtown Boulder. It’s not a place I particularly like, but a place that defines Boulder – with carved rocks for children to play on and a light “fountain” (to not waste water), it truly is an odd bit of Americana and certainly not of the type that is usually imagined.
This place is odd, and I haven’t gotten used to it yet. Light at night acts more like fallen dust on the ground, and all the right angles and perfectly straight telephone poles make me think I am living in an architectural model rather than a real place. I haven’t gotten used to it yet, and I don’t think I will, but it’s alright for the moment. And the people here are pretty nice. Oh, and that star is this stupid christmas light-ed thing they place on the side of the mountain in the winter. It’s totally cheesy, and I hate it now, but I’ll probably think of it as an oddly defining thing in a few years…
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- May 27, 2011 / 1:28 pm