59.

     I went with Ma Tante to her house. We were looking for something and it was supposed to be a quick run, so I didn't bring my camera. All of these are just from my phone.
     This place bring 'pre-war' to a whole new level. It has LITERALLY been this way since the 1930's. Ma Tante has lived there all of her remembered life. We walked in and the radio was playing oldies as it always is and it smelled just like I remember when I was a kid. It's a sad reality that she has to leave it now. She's gotten to a point where she can't live alone and seeing her in her home is depressing - everything is covered in dust and she can hardly walk.

58.

      Ava wanted to shoot again, but I think by 'take more pictures' she meant, 'make fairy houses,' so we did both. We shot at her house and went back to mine to make fairy houses, well a fairy house.
     The coke one is for seminar class where we had to photograph 'stubborn.' I'm stubborn when it comes to coke. "Is pepsi okay?" No. So, I had her do that at Hannaford. Like, her parents are making her buy pepsi but she wants to get coke. Also, the outfit I put her in is badass. I tried to express how awesome it was to her without using the term 'badass.' I failed - I failed in that I didn't properly explain it, not that I used the term badass in conversation with a six-year-old. But, I mean, the leather jacket, the beaded tie on her shirt, the leopard flats - it's so Emma-does-badass.
      I don't know why I like the blurry last one, but I think it's fitting with the look on her face - like, her thoughts would be blurry if we knew them.
     Ava is my favorite model...and she knows that.

57.

     My mom was peeling a hard boiled egg and I liked the white against white against white, but there were still three different colors.  And then, when I was outside I saw the roses my mom had thrown in the garden to compost - there was something very poetic about the dead flowers on the cold, we ground. Very random post, but yeah, here it is.

56.

     I am in New Hampshire so, obviously, I had to take pictures of Ava. There were a lot of interesting set backs, but we got through it.  It's almost been a year since I first photographed her and if you compare them, she looks so different!!! Kids grow up! It's weird, she looks a lot older, it's strange to look at.
     She also told me about a fairy house she made out of seven pumpkins. On the inside, there were pinecones that were made into shelves to hold berries. I don't know if that is something that Courtney would want for her animation of Ava, but I'm going to tell her any way.

55.

      So, I'm home again and I'm just taking pictures. Once again, painting my mother as the domestic boarding house matron.
     It's pretty obvious in these that I've been looking at Edward Hopper a lot lately and he was very influential/inspirational. I don't know why they look funny - washed out and desaturated, but I didn't do it in photoshop. I don't know, I think it's kind of fitting to the Hopper feel. I need a better camera.

54.

Once upon a time in the middle of winter, when the flakes of

snow were falling like feathers from the sky, a queen sat at

a window sewing, and the frame of the window was made of black

ebony. And whilst she was sewing and looking out of the window

at the snow, she pricked her finger with the needle, and three

drops of blood fell upon the snow. And the red looked pretty

upon the white snow, and she thought to herself, would that I had

a child as white as snow, as red as blood, and as black as the

wood of the window-frame.

Soon after that she had a little daughter, who was as white as

snow, and as red as blood, and her hair was as black as ebony,

and she was therefore called little snow-white. And when the

child was born, the queen died.

After a year had passed the king took to himself another wife.

She was a beautiful woman, but proud and haughty, and she could

not bear that anyone else chould surpass her in beauty.

But snow-white was growing up, and grew more and more beautiful,

and when she was seven years old she was as beautiful as the day,

and more beautiful than the queen herself. And once when the

queen asked her looking-glass,

looking-glass, looking-glass, on the wall,

who in this land is the fairest of all.

It answered,

thou art fairer than all who are here, lady queen.

But more beautiful still is snow-white, as I ween.

Then the queen was shocked, and turned yellow and green with

envy. From that hour, whenever she looked at snow-white, her

heart heaved in her breast, she hated the girl so much.

And envy and pride grew higher and higher in her heart like a

weed, so that she had no peace day or night. She called a

huntsman, and said, take the child away into the forest. I will

no longer have her in my sight. Kill her, and bring me back her

lung and liver as a token.

The queen, believing that she had eaten snow-white's lung and

liver, could not but think that she was again the first and most

beautiful of all, and she went to her looking-glass and said,

looking-glass, looking-glass, on the wall,

who in this land is the fairest of all.

And the glass answered,

oh, queen, thou art fairest of all I see,

but over the hills, where the seven dwarfs dwell,

snow-white is still alive and well,

and none is so fair as she.

Then she was astounded, for she knew that the looking-glass

never spoke falsely, and she knew that the huntsman had betrayed

her, and that little snow-white was still alive.

And so she thought and thought again how she might kill her,

for so long as she was not the fairest in the whole land, envy let

her have no rest.

Thereupon she went into a quite secret, lonely room, where no

one ever came, and there she made a very poisonous apple.

Outside it looked pretty, white with a red cheek, so that

everyone who saw it longed for it, but whoever ate a piece of it

must surely die.

     These are stills from a video assignment I did for class. The assignment was to interpret a fairytale but the Grimm brothers, I wanted to do Snow White for a couple of reason: I wanted to use my dad as the Huntsman and the snow was perfect for it. I put some of the original text in the post - abridged version. 

    In the original story, the queen eats the lung and liver that is delivered to her, but I thought the heart, as they use in the Disney version, would make it clearer especially considering we're not making an entire film, if we were, I would do lung and liver.