I’ve drinking this really terrible cheap wine and
reading this nice autobiography (because i’m a 60 year old woman)
And now I really want a massage. Like, just rub my body a little bit huh?
HA. Wine. Don’t judge my choices people ¯\_ ( ’ ; ’ ) _/¯
I'm sorry that you're stuck with nothing to do.
AnonymousWelllll, I took my pup to the park (she went bananas locos), came back home and made an extremely tasty dinner while listening to jazz music and now I’m watching some Mamrie Hart on Youtube. Lyfe is gewd.
Echolilia: A Father’s Photographic Conversation with His Autistic Son. Timothy Archibald uses his camera to find an emotional bridge to his son Photographs and text from the book Echolilia: Sometimes I Wonder
My eldest son was born in 2001. He was always a kid who went to the beat of his own drummer. When he was 5, we began making photographs collaboratively as a way to find some common ground and attempt to understand each other. Soon after we began the project, Elijah was diagnosed on the autistic spectrum. Though the diagnosis gave me the words and history to understand my son better, it didn’t take away the mystery and the need to try to find an emotional bridge to him.”Echolilia” is an alternate spelling of a more common term, “echolalia,” used in the autistic community to refer to the habit of verbal repetition and copying that is commonly found in autistic kids’ behavior. I liked the idea of it: photography is a form of copying. Kids are a form of repetition. And looking at my kid with photography allowed me to see myself a new
