My friend Mandy and myself are still trucking along and shooting our self portraits, just at a much slower rate., due to all the country moving, job-changing, adjusting, that we've been in the mist of. But no worries, we're still on the war path.And I'm actually getting a little bit addicted to photographing and creating these self-portraits. Regardless of the quality of the final pictures there is something really fun and satisfying about this creative process. It's a bit like my own form of art therapy. It's not about the product, but rather the process of expression.This week I feel asleep, AGAIN! The caffeine must not be as strong in Thailand as it is in the States. Boooo! Where is a legitimate Starbuck's Coffee when you need it? Not in the jungle apparently. :)

Last week when I turned in my plastic camera assignment that I photographed in the graveyard, my teacher was very disturbed by it. :) Finally! it took me almost four years to disturb my teacher. At least I succeeded; some never succeed and some succeed in creeping him out every week. I prefer the shock factor. Much more couth. And we all know classy it exactly what I strive for. Ha!

Besides, I think it's a good way to go out :) But I believe I need to balance out my creepy nature so here's is another plastic camera series that is a little more kosher. (p.s. I was going to insert a smile face here, but I just realized that I have already used two in this short, short post. NO wait, I've used one 3 Times. There is one in the Title too! NO More!!! I have standards even if they are disturbingly low. I MUST control myself!). Never mind I can't, the devil on the left shoulder wins. enjoy :)