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Sunday, July 17, 2011

Thirty Days of Photographs: Happiness



This picture combines two things that make me very happy. My sister, and the sea. My sister has recently moved to Helsinki, a small village located two days from here by horse. It’s nearly impossible for us to meet nowadays, and talking to her by telegram is just not the same thing. My sister and I are very much alike, but at the same time we’re about as different as two people can be. She’s light, I’m dark. She’s pretty, little children run screaming from me. She turns gay men straight, and I, well you know what happened to my first boyfriend. When we were young we fought horribly, and thought of ever more creative ways to try to kill each other, including but not limited to very sudden and impressive stair dismounts, death by dog, using the blades of ice skates to sever fingers, biting, clawing, pulling the brain out via the hair and blaming everything that ever went wrong on the other sister, hoping for the mythical death by mother to happen.

It didn’t. We both survived, and we became best friends. We talk about everything, and laugh about even more. We’ve spent so much time talking to each other that we understand each other even without words. She’s a fantastically artistic person and a very talented seamstress. She’s my best friend and whenever she’s around, my heart swell with happiness.

I love you, little sister. *
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28 comments:

  1. Great pic Ziva I love that it looks vintage, like an old family picture you drug out of a box in the attic, and nobody really knows who that girl is, maybe dad's fist girlfriend or something.

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  2. Hah, she does actually look a lot like mom did at her age.

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  3. Another beautiful photo, Ziva!   Heck, she might even turn me gay!

    Kidding.  Kidding.

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  4. Does your sister live by the sea? It looks like she's just waking up. Or maybe she knows semaphore. Smart girl.

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  5. Perfect! She would probably get along with Evil Twin spledidly, too, 

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  6. Gorgeous photo, Z. Really. I can honestly feel how much you love your sister in this picture. And because it is so beautiful and loving, I will ignore the fact your sister is not a zombie.

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  7. Everyone in Finland lives by the sea. I think she was going for "enjoying life,"  but I can totally see how you got "just woke up," or "keep to starboard" from her pose.

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  8.  Thanks, Nicky! You really should give me the benefit of the doubt, though, three seconds after I took that picture her arm fell off in a rotting pile of flesh.

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  9. From your description of both of you, I could be your doppelganger; the only difference is that I'd be the younger sister.   "... hoping for the mythical death by mother to happen  Ha!  There were many times my sister and I tried to kill each other and was half expecting "mom" to mortally intervene.
    ;-)I think your choice for black and white in this photo is brilliant!  It is rarely used anymore, but the contrasts in this shot are subtle and great for the theme since it reminds me of the good times we spent at the beach while growing up.

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  10. mikewjattoomanymorningsJuly 18, 2011 at 1:43 AM

    It's a very nice picture, but why are your sister's legs so dark while her stomach, arms and face are so white? Do you come from a bi-racial family?

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  11. Wow, that was a nice tribute to your sister.  The comment below was obviously made by a man. Your brand of intelligent snark is always more fascinating to me than beauty, though i haven't seen a photo of you; I am sure small children don't turn away.

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  12. Oh good, we weren't the only ones trying to kill each other. :-D

    There was something about this photo that just screamed black and white to me, and I'm glad you agree. There's just something about the water and the beach that makes black and white enough. They don't need the color.

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  13. Oh yes, didn't I tell you? My mother's side is caucasian and my father's side is penguin.

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  14. You're right, they rarely actually run away. Most of the time they just stare and point at me. ;-)

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  15. Heh, heh.  I knew there was "penguin" in your genes after all.
    ;-)

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  16.  Why yes, yes it is. I got so caught up in telling you guys about her lovely personality that I just completely forgot to mention that she's also Tiger's ex-wife. Silly me.

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  17. You've known all along, haven't you? There must be some penguin in your genes as well.

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  18. Who knew you were such a softie? Love this picture.

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  19. I know, these feelings of love are just so embarrassing. I probably shouldn't share like this. ;)

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  20. Your sister is beautiful. You're truly blessed to have such a wonderful relationship with her.

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  21. How in the hell did I miss this?  Anyway, she's gorgeous and so are you.  You're two sides of the same coin.  Lovely!  And fantastic shot of her!

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  22. Thanks, Linda! She really is gorgeous.

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  23. I do feel very blessed to have her in my life, even though I've tried to kill her once or twice...

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  24. That she is.  But then, so are you, my lovely.

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  25. Ah yes, the joys of having a sibling.

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  26. Oh my god you made me cry and laugh at the same time! I love you sis'! Om man tittar noggrant ser man att mina fötter också e lite vitare än benen..dang! ja ha säkert gjort stora finska misstaget och använt sockor i mina sandaler! Fin bild :)

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  27. I love you too, lilla trollunge! Du e så söt så det gör ingenting fast du e randig på tvären. Nästa sommar måste vi fixa så att hela vänstra sidan av dig e brun, och hela högra sidan vit, så kan du vända ena sidan till och så får man antingen prata med din dark side eller din light side.

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