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Sunflowerman and Atlanta Street Fashion...

Happened to be in the right place, wearing the right stuff, at the right time. Met Sir Adams, the administrator and creative mind behind the Atlanta Street Fashion blog and we hit it off. The day began as fabulous as one could imagine. I gave myself an extra hour of sleep and still awoke at 7 in the morn. The first order of business was a watercolor concept for some oven designs. Next came the technical work in that powerful adobe application, Illustrator.

By 9:30 I was off to wisp my beautiful girlfriend to Utrecht for a paper run. On my traversing the winding paths of Atlanta's roadways I made a pit stop at the bank and found my way to my favorite Coffee spot. Yet again Condesa Coffee served as a mystifying union for strategic meetings and creative energy.

It was at Condesa that I met up with John Cutrell, who magically configured my wordpress.com address to read as sunflowerman.com. Almost immediately after I met Cameron Adams. You can see the rest of what happened below.

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New glasses...New hair...New me?

So it all began with a girl. Yes, everything is the fault of that darn opposite sex. Anyway, I blame it all on a girl. It occurred to me that I needed to see. This is a revelation that came over the course of a year. I decided that I didn't want to wear my glasses anymore for very specific reasons-of which you should feel free to ask. So for almost a year I went without seeing as well as a 'normal' person would see. In my mind I could see well enough to get by, and that's all that I really needed. As it turns out, not seeing the beauty of God's world is like death.

Me without glasses, but still with long hair.

So I went to Decatur Eye Care on the suggestion of a friend-great people by the way. They filled out my prescription and I tried on a few glasses. My faves were the Arthur glasses (I dubbed them as such). They are thick round frames. SO awesome! The issue with that was a matter of nearly $300. Although I would love to give Decatur Eye Care all of my business, I can't afford that.

After I arrived home I searched the web for glasses online. I came across eyebuydirect.com. They were running a buy one get one free deal, which allowed me to get two pair of glasses for only $40. And directly below you will find the result. Being able to see again is such an amazing blessing.

I think having poor sight is a blessing as well. If you have eyes that see well, then I imagine it is harder to appreciate everything that you see on a daily basis. When I put my glasses on and look at the world that God has created, the world that we all live in, and when I can see the faces of everyone around me, I feel that I am given a new vision of life. I am being blessed with a renewed world.

It's me with long hair and glasses.

I work at a Pizzeria. I have been working there since June of this year, and I do believe that from the very beginning Bryan-my boss- wanted me to cut my hair. It has been more of an issue the last couple of months, and for the last couple of months I have been telling him that it is going to get cut, but alas, it was still long. Can't lie, I really like the long hair, over time it just grew on me (literally and in the figurative).

The tipping point for me was when my speech professor walked to the front of the classroom the other day, started to walk back out, and stopped when she saw me. From here I quote her verbatim, with exasperation in her voice, 'You have a lot of hair, is that a wig?!' Yeah, so, well, I guess that's what really convinced me to get it cut.

It turns out that my friend Ruth is amazing at everything, and I will quote her now, 'Now I ain't braggin' but its understood that everything I do I sure do good.' Just take a look at my hair, she cut it.

Me with glasses, and cut hair.

Now this all begs the question, who am I? Is this a new Matt, or is this the same Matt? Is it possible for someone to be the same after experiencing life? Do people really stay the person they have always been? Is it the glasses or the hair that make the man? Or are those outward expressions a reflection of the change of an inner man? Or is it all the exposure to culture that causes someone to change his person, appearance or otherwise?

 

Well, here I am for the examining. Hopefully my person can be somewhat revealed in the things that I post, and that you might discover who Matt is (and then you can tell me so I can know).

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This be a cat...

There were these cute little kitties that were roaming in the back parking lot at the apartments. There were three of them that would always be on the heels of whom I assumed was their mother. Adjacent to the parking lot is a building that is reminiscent of a shed- though it could very well be some sort of torture chamber, there's just no way to tell for sure. On the south facing wall, the wall facing the parking lot, is a hole, and the cats would always scurry to that hole when someone came near.

One afternoon I got in my car and saw one of these little kitties sitting in the hole.

awwwww, so cute.

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