{"id":1740,"date":"2008-07-29T17:25:29","date_gmt":"2008-07-30T00:25:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/?p=1740"},"modified":"2008-07-29T17:25:29","modified_gmt":"2008-07-30T00:25:29","slug":"as-far-as-i-can-remember","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/?p=1740","title":{"rendered":"As far as I can remember&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3104\/2711779706_a5358bc8e7.jpg\" height=\"332\" width=\"500\" \/><br \/>\nWhen I was very little my mom and dad were given a book from a friend called, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.biblio.com\/details.php?dcx=1251593&amp;aid=frg1\" target=\"_blank\"><em>&#8220;Kinship with the Stars &#8211; A Photographic Celebration of Life&#8221;<\/em><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I somehow ended up with it in my room.  I can only remember a few books from when I was a kid; a dinosaur book &amp; sleeping beauty.   This was a grown up book and I was gifted it from my mom because it wasn&#8217;t &#8216;her thing&#8217;.  It wasn&#8217;t really my thing either, but the pictures in the book always made me make up stories in my head.<br \/>\nAs I got older and the words from the book began to make sense to me, I found myself still relating to the pictures, even if they didn&#8217;t match the words written on the page.  The pictures could be anything, I could close my eyes and imagine what was going on all around the focused part of the picture.<\/p>\n<p>When I moved out and took all my albums, pen collection, and random cut outs from teen magazines&#8230;I also grabbed that book.    Right now, it&#8217;s in a box in my garage and I hadn&#8217;t thought of it for a million years until someone asked me, &#8220;What was it that got you into photography?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>That book.   A book of pictures and abstract words that made things sound so cool.  A book. How friggin&#8217; cool is that?<\/p>\n<p>Email me the link to one of YOUR pictures that you would submit to a book called &#8220;Kinship with the Internet &#8211; A photographic celebration&#8221;<br \/>\nIf you&#8217;re better at writing, write something really bad ass that makes random stuff sound cool.<\/p>\n<p>Links people&#8230;links.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When I was very little my mom and dad were given a book from a friend called, &#8220;Kinship with the Stars &#8211; A Photographic Celebration of Life&#8221; I somehow ended up with it in my room. I can only remember a few books from when I was a kid; a dinosaur book &amp; sleeping beauty. This was a grown up book and I was gifted it from my mom because it wasn&#8217;t &#8216;her thing&#8217;. It wasn&#8217;t really my thing either, but the pictures in the book always made me make up stories in my head. As I got older and the words from the book began to make sense to me, I found myself still relating to the pictures, even if they didn&#8217;t match the words written on the page. The pictures could be anything, I could close my eyes and imagine what was going on all around the focused part of the picture. When I moved out and took all my albums, pen collection, and random cut outs from teen magazines&#8230;I also grabbed that book. Right now, it&#8217;s in a box in my garage and I hadn&#8217;t thought of it for a million years until someone asked me, &#8220;What was it that got you into photography?&#8221; That book. A book of pictures and abstract words that made things sound so cool. A book. How friggin&#8217; cool is that? Email me the link to one of YOUR pictures that you would submit to a book called &#8220;Kinship with the Internet &#8211; A photographic celebration&#8221; If you&#8217;re better at writing, write something really bad ass that makes random stuff sound cool. Links people&#8230;links.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1740","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-random"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1740","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1740"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1740\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1740"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1740"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1740"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}