<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927315996473487662</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:34:57.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Megan's Photo Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megamirault.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927315996473487662/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megamirault.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17189671849922493876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927315996473487662.post-6126778574470650512</id><published>2007-12-10T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T19:17:11.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Project Outcome</title><content type='html'>I have done the majority of my prints for my final project. I began by taking pictures of my grandparents along with taking pictures of things that represent them and are involved in their daily lives. It had been hard to just take pictures of them without them trying to smile and pose for the camera. So I tried to make other things fall into place with this projects. From that I took 3 rolls of film over break. I came back to Stonehill to process them and see how they looked. I was pleased with the idea I had thought up, but then went back home to take my last roll of film. I talked to them and told them to just ignore that I was there with a camera. They listened and it came out amazing. I was thrilled with the outcome. So, I came back and went with it and have a sequence of photographs of my grandparents in conversation, how they usually seem to me when we sit down and talk about life and things that are happening. It was really awesome, and these pictures will mean a lot to me and those I share them with in the future. That is why I chose to take this project in that direction rather than the initial idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927315996473487662-6126778574470650512?l=megamirault.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megamirault.blogspot.com/feeds/6126778574470650512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927315996473487662&amp;postID=6126778574470650512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927315996473487662/posts/default/6126778574470650512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927315996473487662/posts/default/6126778574470650512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megamirault.blogspot.com/2007/12/final-project-outcome.html' title='Final Project Outcome'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17189671849922493876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927315996473487662.post-2106265240099192454</id><published>2007-11-27T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T11:22:27.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandparents</title><content type='html'>My final project is focusing on my grandparents. Over Thanksgiving break I began taking photos of them. They were thrilled when I told them I had chosen to photograph them for my final project. However, its kinda hard not to take full frontal photos because they always turn around and smile for the camera. It was fun though and should still be as I go along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927315996473487662-2106265240099192454?l=megamirault.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megamirault.blogspot.com/feeds/2106265240099192454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927315996473487662&amp;postID=2106265240099192454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927315996473487662/posts/default/2106265240099192454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927315996473487662/posts/default/2106265240099192454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megamirault.blogspot.com/2007/11/grandparents.html' title='Grandparents'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17189671849922493876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927315996473487662.post-694191383101912799</id><published>2007-11-06T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T10:16:27.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Project Possibilities</title><content type='html'>I am having a really tough time trying to think of my final project. I want to do something that interests me but, I can't quite figure it out. I have a couple of ideas though. My first thought was to photograph my grandparents. I really look up to them and they have been there for me throughout the years and mean so much to me. I could do some sort of project dealing with them and I'm also sure it would mean a lot to them if I did this sort of project. My next idea is to take a song I like and take photographs of what I interpret as going on. The song I was particularly thinking of is "The Baseball Song"by Kenny Rogers. These are the lyrics: &lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Little boy, in a baseball hat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Stands in a field, with his ball and bat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; says "I am the greatest, player of them all"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; puts his bat on his shoulder, and tosses up his ball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; And the ball goes up, and the ball comes down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; he swings his bat all the way around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; and the worlds so still you can hear the sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; as the baseball falls, to the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Now the little boy, doesn't say a word,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; picks up his ball, he is undeterred,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Says "I am the greatest, there has ever been,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; and he grits his teeth, and tries it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; And the ball goes up, and the ball comes down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; he swings his bat all the way around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; and the worlds so still you can hear the sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; as the baseball falls, to the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; He makes no excuses, He shows no fear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; He just closes his eyes, and listens to the cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Little boy, he adjusts his hat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; picks up his ball, stares at his bat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; says "I am the greatest, the game is on the line,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; and he gives his all, one last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; And the ball goes up, like the moon so bright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Swings his bat, with all his might,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; and the worlds as still, as still as can be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; and the baseball falls, and that's strike three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Now its supper time, and his Mama calls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; little boy starts home, with his bat and ball,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; says "I am the greatest, that is a fact,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; but even I didn't know, I could pitch like that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Says, "I am the greatest, that is understood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; but even I didn't know, I could pitch that good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I could also do another song along with it, because I'm not sure if I would need to do four rolls of film to finish this. I have to consider this before I decided what my best options are. Any suggestions? Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927315996473487662-694191383101912799?l=megamirault.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megamirault.blogspot.com/feeds/694191383101912799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927315996473487662&amp;postID=694191383101912799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927315996473487662/posts/default/694191383101912799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927315996473487662/posts/default/694191383101912799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megamirault.blogspot.com/2007/11/final-project-possibilities.html' title='Final Project Possibilities'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17189671849922493876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927315996473487662.post-8732583491148487835</id><published>2007-11-05T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T19:01:13.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ilse Bing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7442lHQFLp0/Ry-7vQs9DKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ACM1VGVVbcw/s1600-h/ilse+bing+puddle,+paris+1932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7442lHQFLp0/Ry-7vQs9DKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ACM1VGVVbcw/s200/ilse+bing+puddle,+paris+1932.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129524921210047650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Puddle, Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7442lHQFLp0/Ry-7ags9DII/AAAAAAAAAAk/5-gY_AICjZ8/s1600-h/ilse+bing+child+with+toy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7442lHQFLp0/Ry-7ags9DII/AAAAAAAAAAk/5-gY_AICjZ8/s200/ilse+bing+child+with+toy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129524564727762050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child with Toy, Paris 1931&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of the photos by Ilse Bing that caught my eye. I really like going through her works. The Puddle shows the reflection of the buildings along the street line. It's really neat how much can be reflected through a single puddle. The Child with Toy photo reminded me of my cousins. I remember dragging around little toys on ropes, like the dogs, or a boat and my cousins still do the same. It's neat to realize that simple little toys have been around for ages.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927315996473487662-8732583491148487835?l=megamirault.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megamirault.blogspot.com/feeds/8732583491148487835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927315996473487662&amp;postID=8732583491148487835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927315996473487662/posts/default/8732583491148487835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927315996473487662/posts/default/8732583491148487835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megamirault.blogspot.com/2007/11/ilse-bing.html' title='Ilse Bing'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17189671849922493876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7442lHQFLp0/Ry-7vQs9DKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ACM1VGVVbcw/s72-c/ilse+bing+puddle,+paris+1932.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927315996473487662.post-4237928421306775536</id><published>2007-10-29T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T13:40:18.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos that catch my eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7442lHQFLp0/RyZDQgJR-HI/AAAAAAAAAAU/j8NZ7Z1jP3M/s1600-h/Jonas+Bendiksen,+Nepal%27s+Fragile+Peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7442lHQFLp0/RyZDQgJR-HI/AAAAAAAAAAU/j8NZ7Z1jP3M/s200/Jonas+Bendiksen,+Nepal%27s+Fragile+Peace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126859176593717362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo is called Nepal's Fragile Peace, it's by Jonas Bendikenson. I love the lighting and colors of his works, it really jumps out at and makes you think about what is going on, what the background of the story is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7442lHQFLp0/RyZEFAJR-II/AAAAAAAAAAc/WK6vmTWOAPM/s1600-h/dang+ngo+bangkok,+Thailand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7442lHQFLp0/RyZEFAJR-II/AAAAAAAAAAc/WK6vmTWOAPM/s200/dang+ngo+bangkok,+Thailand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126860078536849538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I really enjoy this picture done byDang Ngo in Bangkok, Thailand. The waterfalls are so intense and these men are walking along them with no troubles and so peacefully. This is an awesome picture of motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoy looking through pictures of other cultures. They are really eye opening and show different aspects of the world that we cannot see everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927315996473487662-4237928421306775536?l=megamirault.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megamirault.blogspot.com/feeds/4237928421306775536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927315996473487662&amp;postID=4237928421306775536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927315996473487662/posts/default/4237928421306775536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927315996473487662/posts/default/4237928421306775536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megamirault.blogspot.com/2007/10/photos-that-catch-my-eye.html' title='Photos that catch my eye'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17189671849922493876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7442lHQFLp0/RyZDQgJR-HI/AAAAAAAAAAU/j8NZ7Z1jP3M/s72-c/Jonas+Bendiksen,+Nepal%27s+Fragile+Peace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927315996473487662.post-1096609666601926091</id><published>2007-10-03T08:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T08:21:33.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7442lHQFLp0/RwOyoGlkT4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9FXpXwMZIy8/s1600-h/summer+2007+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7442lHQFLp0/RwOyoGlkT4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9FXpXwMZIy8/s320/summer+2007+122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117130003655708546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this with my digital camera this summer in Eastham, Mass. I spend a lot of time on the beach and my family goes down the cape for a few weeks every summer.  This is one of the many sunset pictures I took.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927315996473487662-1096609666601926091?l=megamirault.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megamirault.blogspot.com/feeds/1096609666601926091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927315996473487662&amp;postID=1096609666601926091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927315996473487662/posts/default/1096609666601926091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927315996473487662/posts/default/1096609666601926091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megamirault.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-took-this-with-my-digital-camera-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17189671849922493876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7442lHQFLp0/RwOyoGlkT4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9FXpXwMZIy8/s72-c/summer+2007+122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927315996473487662.post-1269806439800977373</id><published>2007-10-02T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T12:26:37.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Processing Film</title><content type='html'>This past weekend, I processed my first rolls of film. It was really cool to be able to learn how to do this and understand how processing works.  As for my pictures, some came out really well and others not as great. However, It is good to be able to understand how much changing the aperture and shutter speed effects the outcome of your pictures.  My contact sheets are not as great as I wished for them to be. It is hard to make all of the pictures come out perfect, because some of the negatives have more light than others on the same sheet. I am still having a hard time figuring out what to take pictures of. I know they should be of things I am passionate about and it's hard not being able to get away from campus to find things. I am looking forward to going home for Columbus Day weekend and taking photographs there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927315996473487662-1269806439800977373?l=megamirault.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megamirault.blogspot.com/feeds/1269806439800977373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927315996473487662&amp;postID=1269806439800977373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927315996473487662/posts/default/1269806439800977373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927315996473487662/posts/default/1269806439800977373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megamirault.blogspot.com/2007/10/processing-film.html' title='Processing Film'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17189671849922493876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927315996473487662.post-5359913915834223493</id><published>2007-09-18T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T10:18:20.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Staged: Constructed Narrative in Contemporary</title><content type='html'>I think that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Staged&lt;/span&gt; is a really cool display of photos. I did not get the chance to attend the opening of the display because of class, which is unfortunate.  A few of the pictures stood out a lot to me. The one that I found most interest was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Halloween, Beaver Brook Park, Belmont, Massachusetts&lt;/span&gt; by Ri Anderson. It was really intriguing, it allows you to create your own thoughts about what is going on and what had happen. At first you do not notice the loose foot in the corner of the photograph and once you see that, your perspective of what is going on changes. 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