I'm Melissa. This is where I write things down and share new things. Sometimes I even post cute pictures of cats...
if you're looking for my portfolio,
it can be found here, or by clicking any of the links across the top of this page.
I just moved back to Ohio after living in the central valley of California for almost three years. People still mention that I'm all grown up and keep asking how being an adult is going, but I really don't know what they're referring to.
I'm officially a (self-proclaimed) curator -- OF GIFS. GIF CONNOISSEUR. Check it out. My GIF blog even made it to buzzfeed once.
ONE MORE CHECK OFF MY LIFELONG INTERNET TO-DO LIST.
Albums of note UPCOMING/2011/2010/2009
A list of albums from the year that had staying power. Not a top album list, because I haven't heard every album, so that just seems a bit silly to me -- the whole "of the year" thing... although I suppose in my own mind that's what they are...
a place where I keep things that are already memories and store things that are currently in my life that will inevitably become memories. Vague enough?
Vestiges of a Life Soon Forgotten
A photographic series devoted to images taken in and around my apartment where I lived for 3 years in college. I moved out for good in December 2009.
photobooth documentation of sketches i have done and/or found.
Monthly Self Portrait Series
This was a short-lived project that sometimes shows up without warning again on my feed, but definately cannot be considered an "on-going" thing.
My New California Life
What started as an essay series about my experiences living on the left coast turned into a general account of my life here -- through words, photos and other ephemera.
jef etters tips of the day
Jef Etters was a colleague of mine who gave me life tips on a daily basis via a telephone call from a rotary phone. I would then transcribe the tips and post them here for the benefit of all mankind. He didn't know what tumblr was (nor does he now), but he did want to share all his wisdom with the world. enjoy.
PLEASE NOTE: Jef did finally get free long-distance after 7pm EST and will occasionally call to give me tips to transcribe. Be on the look out, it'll change your life.
Funny and or poignant things I feel the need to share with the world via screen capture. This project carries on with the luck that the internet will continue to bring the lulz. I think the odds are in our favor.
The company I’ve the privilege of working with does an annual company photo and this year the responsibility of doing the bulk of the organizing and planning has fallen on me. This in no way is something I am going to complain about. It’s really exciting and actually makes my day go by really quickly. You’d be surprised how much research can be done about cost effectiveness of buying digital photo prints in bulk.
A few days ago was the first visit to a location for the shoot which was found as the result of several days of scouting. Where was this location, you wonder? Perhaps a fancy hotel lobby? A grand staircase in a historical building in old downtown? An elaborate foyer of a beautifully restored estate? No. None of those. It was a high school a few blocks from the office.
I didn’t really think much of it, having been a high school senior a mere five years ago. I’d been to high schools, understood how they work: the bells, the common areas, the parking lots. I never imagined that I’d feel more like I was on a movie set than on an actual high school campus. Have you seen Grease? Pay It Forward? She’s All That? Clueless? HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL? The scenes where they sit outside and eat their lunch, walk between classes in the sunshine, use their locker in the great outdoors, or WALK ON THE QUAD?? What kind of high school has a quad?? Apparently every high school in California does.
Where I grew up, high school took place indoors. You know why? The sun is only out an average of around 60 days per year where I grew up. [Compared to the average of 267 days here in Fresno.] Most days at my high school consisted of “perilous weather” — i.e. hail, damaging winds, snow, freezing rain, thunder storms, tornadoes, blizzards, sleet, black ice, [way] below freezing temperatures. Most days at my high school were not days when you would want to be outside.
[This would be a good time to mention that it has been overcast a total of 1 morning since I moved here. ONE. There was only one morning out of the 2 months that I have been driving to work where sunglasses weren’t imperative to my safe arrival at my place of employment.]
Come to think of it, it was the bookend days right at the beginning and end of the school year that were really the days you wanted to be outside. That good weather spent indoors always added to the pain of high school — making the first few weeks a bigger drag and the last weeks seem to last forever.
Every time I had a moment to stop and realize where I was spending my Tuesday morning, I felt like I was on a movie set. This was nothing like a place that would bring back memories of high school for a person like me. This building didn’t resemble anything that matched the concept within my memory, save for a few stills gathered from [sometimes] repetitive watching of the aforementioned films, false memories if you will.
I can only wonder if people who have only ever known California high schools as their basis for the concept would feel like they were on the set of Ferris Bueller’s Day Off or The Breakfast Club when they visited my high school? Maybe that’s why I liked those movies better than the ones set at California style high schools? Maybe it’s because they were better films?