The First of Fifty Two

White Out

It was a street I’ve never been on. Perhaps once upon a time, by chance, I had, but not in recent memory. Yet the unevenness of the pavement felt familiar, and the time I made frozen in a frame reminded me of walks and strides and runs I’ve never made, on a street miles and miles away from home.

One may say that there are two streets that’ll look the same, but truthfully;

Do they end up in the same place?

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We’re essentially two crazy people onto something crazy again (but we’re of two different kinds of crazy – Teh Ais Limei's is an Awesome kind, the kind that people cock eyebrows at but will inevitable cheer as she creates the next great masterpiece. Mine is the kind which people run over with cars, calling the asylum at the same time, while the cops participate in sinking slugs into my thigh). And what we’re on is (a) Project 52, where we’ll be posting a new picture per week, for a year, and write a little something about it. Her entry is already up, which you can see here .

It’s crazy because we’re also essentially people with Lives going on. It’s also very much like you do, too, but if you have the time to even be here reading this (quite possibly, however, I’m simply writing this into empty digital space), heading out to take a picture that means something to you and then putting it up could be something nice. And something new, or fresh, or inspiring. And maybe even something magnificent.

So here’s a formal invitation to join us, should you feel like being crazy for a bit in life, and we could all do with some insanity to see life in its full. You might even discover something.

And if you’re saying Yes to this craziness, just tell us who you are and where we can see your pictures. We’re doing this as a commitment towards fun and stories, and there’s definitely much more fun and stories if more of you tag along.

So let us know if you’re in, and we’ll be there, to gawk, talk, drool and worship your picture.

Cheerios!