#scott ramsay

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“Sundy Praia,” São Tomé e Príncipe, Africa

Scott Ramsay Photography

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Instagram post by Scott Ramsay Photography • Nov 28, 2017 at 11:24pm UTC

103 Likes, 14 Comments - Scott Ramsay Photography (@scottramsay) on Instagram: “The National. Bonnaroo 2007. (9 photos) . In 2007 I was still learning how to shoot. The past few…”

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Mrs. President … The Opera … Comes to New York The first woman (among several) to run for president was Victoria Woodhull, whose campaign back in 1872, before women were even allowed to vote, was greeted with nastiness from detractors and the press that rivals ...

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This is the story of my adoption, and how it happened.

I hope you’ll like it.

I took a five-day video production course at UBC, in Vancouver. We learned basic Final Cut Pro stuff and some video techniques. I chose this story because I had tight parameters. I had no actors, and not much time. Every morning I got my kids to daycare and day camp, raced to school, then back to pick the kids up. Some things in the video, I'd improve. Having a copy of Final Cut Pro would help. The story is honest, though. It took a few mornings of learning the software; one afternoon of filming; two afternoons of editing. I’m happy with the results, mistakes and all. Corben Winfield produced the music. Jillian Maguire help with some of the filming. Enjoy.

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My laptop purrs like a kitten on my lap. I stroke its keys. I search the internet for the one  selling my stolen bike.

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Today Scott Ramsay

Today

  morning,

you’re in the kitchen drinking from a Petri dish

mumbling something about time being of the essence

while your dog at your feet excitedly laps up

what you spill

  afternoon,

you’re in the jacuzzi after lunch

with hot dogs floating all around you,

your two fingers point to the sky

and shoot down animal-shaped clouds

until they bleed drops of water

  evening,

you’re heading towards an Ethiopian restaurant

with the anchor tattoo on your fist dragging on the ground

with “it’s hard being a teenage vegan” written on your shirt

the letters stretch over the contours of your belly

  night,

you’re under the covers holding a flashlight

with the Sears catalogue in the spotlight

and the universe outside the window

slightly folding in like the dimple on the cheek of god

  writer,

I am a nurse chasing this childish poem

around the room with a needle

I will sedate it and fix it

reset it like a bone