I’m not dead April 15, 2008
Posted by Ian in : Misc , 1 comment so farhttp://people.umass.edu/an/Spring_08/Spring.html
LOVE~~~
Christmas and Pre-New Year January 2, 2008
Posted by Ian in : Misc , 1 comment so far2008, I am 25 this year, my mother is 50…I feel very tired and drinking beer after dinner isn’t helping. But Chopin and new photos make a good combination. 
Christmas and New Year photos
November November 21, 2007
Posted by Ian in : Photography , 1 comment so farLittle activity over the last month, here are some derivatives. The landscapes are from Annapolis, Maryland.
http://people.umass.edu/an/november
At night… November 7, 2007
Posted by Ian in : Poetry , add a commentAt night, my voice blasts toward the sleeping horn
when we are bored
and feeble, we have a personal
obsession to which we throw
ourselves endlessly to with
music to ears, and hand lethargically
clicking, clicking, and clicking to
continue onto the path that leadsto the next path, to the next
with the hope the endless hope
that sometimes soon, we will find
the communication which we have
so lacked and so wished
for
(to all of you and us who eat alone, laugh when we look likewe are crying, and spend nights, and do not start our sleep untilthe morning)
No photos, I give you a poem November 2, 2007
Posted by Ian in : Misc , add a commentAging
Take away the wine
and if there was bread
my father’s knife my mother’s plate
Grass growing and a dead bird October 23, 2007
Posted by Ian in : Photography , 1 comment so farSome new photos from the last couple of weeks. I discovered that ants eat the eye of the dead bird first, and from there they enter the head and eat the inside. Why? I guess because the eye is delicate and is the easiest part for the ants to break down with their jaws.
http://people.umass.edu/an/grass/grass.html
Almost November… October 23, 2007
Posted by Ian in : Misc , add a commentOctober 23rd, eight more days until the longest month of the year is over. Why October? I don’t know. It always feels incredibly long to me. November is the harbinger of bliss, that is the holidays…*party*
In the last two weeks I had quite some fun! My father came to visit me with his family, and then last weekend I went down to New York and hung out with good friends. Although I didn’t take too many pictures.
With sadness I admit that New York does not interest me visually anymore. Its visual body has been so over-photographed that any further representation becomes a mere parody on the New York motif. Yet while I was in the subways I did think about if there were still any cities that interested me. Surprisingly, images of Tokyo keep coming back. (But this probably means I better travel a bit more) There is something about Japanese people that when you look at them, there always exist some kind of visual tensions that can make great photographs.
I think about why I feel these tensions and I don’t have a good answer. We view Japan as a successful example of blending modernity with the society’s cultural traditions. Maybe it is this “success” that still interests me. This is what China is trying to do, South Korea too. Basically, all of the developing nations. The more I think about it, the more I feel there is something sinister behind the “success.”
October October 8, 2007
Posted by Ian in : Photography , 2commentsA week into October…it has been very warm but today rain finally came. Although it is still warm and a bit humid, the air has been refreshed. Photos here:
http://people.umass.edu/an/October/October.html
New batch September 27, 2007
Posted by Ian in : Photography , 1 comment so farHere is a link to some photos, mostly taken during this past week:
http://people.umass.edu/an/92707/amherst2.html
Ian
That butterfly September 25, 2007
Posted by Ian in : Commentary, Photography , 2commentsIn my first post in the album there is a picture of a dead butterfly. Yesterday I saw a photo of one on Yahoo News. Today I saw two flying high above my head as I walked across campus. I was surprised to see them glide with their wings. I had always thought these butterflies flap their wings to move about. The elegance and the serenity of their flights were quite beautiful. Above the ten a.m. chatters and the footsteps, there’s tranquility, a little organism enjoys a peaceful flight where no man could reach.
