Jes Lee

Jes

just a little artist, living in the city. Addicted to cameras, film, and lead type.

An apology…

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I have had this on my mind for a few days now….

after realizing that it is already August, so many summer days have already slipped past, and realizing how many things I had been hoping to do…
and worst of all realizing how many plans that have been tentatively made with all of you that might not happen….
plans for movies, days at the beach, bike rides, parties, photo walks….

The timeline for finishing the work for my show in September has been truly kicking my butt this summer. I’ve been spending many more days at my studio and in my darkroom than I had planned. I know it will be worth it in the end, but in the mean time, I miss doing all the fun things with all of you that I truly thought I would have time for this summer!

So this is my apology to all of you for all the fun things I had agreed we’d do this summer, that I will most likely miss. I hope you can forgive me for backing out on so many fun things!! Please know that I am not mad at or avoiding anyone! I miss you all when I’m working in my studio!

The opening reception for this show is going to be Thursday, September 23rd. I hope all of you can come and celebrate! The next big project won’t be for awhile.

In the mean time, there is always Fall! Everyone will be up for ice cream parties and lots of fun other things in the fall right?! :)

<3
~Jes

It was a long and pleasant night

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Ok, maybe not quite that long, bit it was a nice night at home. We cleaned, we went out to eat, discovered everyone who was out in our neighborhood was crazy and quickly went back home, downloaded some new music (Amanda Palmer!!) and just hung out. It was nice!

Ok, really, there were 101 million things more I would have liked to get done, but my mom keeps saying she thinks I’m getting sick, and she could be right, but being as stubborn as I am, I’m determined not to let her be right. So, really, I was too exhausted and head-achey to do much more than that tonight anyway, and I’ll probably lay low next week to make sure I don’t get sick (REALLY don’t have time for that!) but I’ll act like I meant all along for it to be a quiet week. Yeah.

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Sometimes it doesn’t hit until later

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Sometimes it doesn’t hit you until later, much later in the day, when you are biking somewhere, to-do lists swimming in your brain waves, that a comment, kind of a flippant comment, a comment full of sarcasm at the time it was said referencing something funny or ironic

sometimes it hits you much later what those little comments really mean

what they really stand for

“He said, ‘It sounded like there were mortars going off’ and I laughed to myself, thinking ‘you don’t know what mortars really sound like’, you don’t know what something really sounds like until you can sleep through it.”

It makes you want to get your butt back on your bike and peddle home as fast as humanly possible.

It makes you grateful and sad and angry and thankful and in love more than you ever thought possible all at once.

These are the days that I wish I could make all the wrongs in the world better and I realize that I can’t, that it isn’t humanly possible, but I can try, as hard as I can.