265 | A (few) word(s) a day #03
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I have time so I will make this story a little longer than one word today. The
rules are mine
262 | This man can use a break
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Importing photos from the cameras onto my computer. Sync them all up to the
cloud. Don’t look at the
261 | Out shootin’ (part 2)
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Hey friends, it’s another day and we’re out shooting for De Ontluiking again.
Two days, one story. That’
260 | Out shootin'
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Today, I just want to implore you to go and read the story on ontluiking.nl.
I’ll be out
259 | LIVE! We are live!
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LIVE! We are live! If you know any Dutch words — though preferably a lot of them
— you can read a
258 | A draft, in the inbox
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A draft, in the inbox. That was the main objective for today. It wasn’t mine to
make happen as
257 | Tinkering, releasing, producing, synthesizing, vacationing
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I can’t stop tinkering. I just can’t I’m a little too excited. Possibly for
nothing. Nevertheless, I
256 | How I set up my Fujifilm film simulations
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I only use two film simulations on my Fujifilm cameras: Classic Chrome and Acros+R for color and black & white shots respectively. I use heavily modified variations of Fuji X Weekly recipes for both.
255 | Something’s bubbling again
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Something’s bubbling again. I can’t describe it. There are no words, yet. All I
have is the feeling.
254 | Two things (again)
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I’m sitting in an Indian restaurant and I truly appreciate the pragmatism that
rules here. The food is great,
253 | Synthesizing
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Doing the work is only half of the work. The other half is synthesizing it,
turning it into something more
252 | Walking the Grebbeliniepad (part 2)
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The trail called me again. So I returned to it. Furthering the walked kilometers of the official paths. I took
251 | Walking the Grebbeliniepad
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I should’ve done this way earlier. This afternoon, after a couple of hours of online research and general uncertainty
250 | Dear Bowie and Cobain
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Dear Bowie and Cobain,
God, I remember how small you once were. And look at you now. No longer kittens
249 | How a robot turned me from a hobo to a bohemian
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A few days ago, I purchased one of those little circular robotic vacuum cleaners
with the promise of never having