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Ayris

Ayris.

Rummaging through my old photos on the computer and this I find. This was a photo done in the early 90's I believe, when the original Adobe Photoshop came in diskettes [what are those?!?], and the online giant AOL just came onboard [which pretty much took over my life!] and that Ayris was my name.

I don't recall how the name Ayris came about, but I guess somehow it was 'important' and that it holds some sort of significance to me. I even had it as my vanity license plates on my Jeep at the time. Have you driven in a Wrangler with the top and the doors off? Driving on the freeway on wintry [well, southern California's] nights where hardly any car was near... It's quite the bliss!

Not sure exactly what this entry is about but thinking about the old days does bring back a lot memories... Being a young adult yet sometimes the light's a bit too dark, but those were the years of my self-discovery... The most free; I felt like a rebel. From those years, I realized that one hasn't really learned much until life rubs your face in the dirt. Maybe the foregoing statement was the point I was trying to get across with this post? Maybe not.

I guess a lot of feelings can be attached to a name! I really need to take some new pictures.

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The Chameleons UK - Tears [Slow version]

Comments (8)

I like this photograph. I think you should do all the photographs for my website.

Sometimes my best creations come when I'm least inspired. I guess it happens because I'm more willing to take chances because I'm not that invested in an idea if it doesn't turn out right.

When I used to drive home from art school at night, I often put the top down. Some nights would be overcast with low hanging clouds that enveloped the tops of the skyscrapers. I would reach up into the sky and feel like I could touch the belly of God. I felt connected to everyone and everyone.

I think the things you refer to as diskettes, we called 'floppy disks'. Mind you I remember I used to have a BBC Micro in the 1980's that used a cassette tapes as storage media.

Remember cassette tapes? Now, those were the days when dirt was dirt, and you knew it was real dirt when life rubbed your face in it :)

pod:

two years goes so quickly hey?
it would have been my mum's 72nd this week
bless be indeed
hope you're ok
x
(and no i am not the bobble-hat wearer)

Kris:

That's a nice picture. I like B&W photos, it just feels like they tell more. Wow, I remember those days when programs run off of a few disks.

i enjoyed the photo too.

That is a great picture. You are a great photographer.

We were goign through some boxes and we found some diskettes that B was holding on to. We will never know what's in them since we don't have the adapter.

I had to laugh at your diskettes comment. :-D I debated whether to get a diskette adapter for my laptop about 4 years ago. I think I have used it 4 or 5 times. The days of the '90's were definitely a time of discovery. I never would have thought of you as a rebel. ;-) An interesting photo and I look forward to more.

That's a very cool image! I don't think I've used a diskette in well over 5 years!

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