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About Me

Name:Alison B
Location:Michigan

Alison was born and raised in the seaside city of Port Elizabeth in South Africa. Showing her leadership qualities even in her youth, she was Head Girl of Collegiate High School for Girls in 1985. Alison grew up in Basildon and left school at sixteen largely unqualified. She spent time as a shop worker before embarking on a piano tuning course which she had to abort in the second year as the single, Only You, became a worldwide hit. Alison achieved an international reputation as a banjo player by pushing the instrument out of its familiar Appalachian settings and into new musical territory. Alison became the 1993 recipient of the Dorothea Lange Award in documentary photography for her photographs of child labor in Asia. Since then, she has lived with exiled Tibetans in Nepal and India for over a decade, recording their culture and the challenges which exile has brought.

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Monday, February 06, 2006

curam habeo.

"I have a worry."
I opened my slightly worn, but unabused Mac G4, provided by the University of Michigan School of Art and Design (thank you) this morning and one side of the screen cracked off. Thoughts started rushing through my troubled mind: should I not close it again, lest upon opening it the break becomes complete? I should really do a back up (also a source of terror as it has been far too long). I have to buy a computer now! But they're so expensive! And they just go an break on you anyway so they're a terrible investment! I need it before next week when I attend a conference! I've never purchased a computer before, or anythings so "large" before - it doesn't seem like the kind of thing you just take off the shelf and start using. Why do we depend so heavily upon things that are so flimsy and undependable?
!?!?!?

posted by Angiportia Ardet | 9:43 AM  

1 Comments:

Anonymous said...

mea culpa

I sneaked into your studio to pet Inca and when I saw those glistening eyes, I thought of how lucky you were to have a fuzzy bundle of unconditional love at your fingertips, and so waves of envy overcame me. Since I don't have it in me to inflict any pain unto any living creature, I though the next best thing would be your computer, I supposed a slight crack would do. And yes! I was right. Take that Alison!

1:36 PM  

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