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<rss version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>My name is Allison. I like colored glass, film editing, and zombies. This tumblr is used to document my hobby-toying with photography, to talk about the intersection of my creative and academic endeavors, and generally post things that are inspiring or relevant to photography, film, or journalism. This is far from a personal blog.</description><title>photographs &amp; wanderlust.</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @allisonzoe)</generator><link>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>russia, but the sentiment is there.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://8.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kv1ei4lFZR1qzg9e5o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;russia, but the sentiment is there.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/294485125</link><guid>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/294485125</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Dec 2009 23:44:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://21.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kv1eh6C30v1qzg9e5o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/294484304</link><guid>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/294484304</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Dec 2009 23:43:53 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>home</title><description>&lt;p&gt;north carolina tomorrow in the morning, and no matter how painfully the bones in my feet feel stretched and no matter how dry my cheeks are from the windy cold and no matter how sadly cliche i am, i love this place, i love it i love it i love it.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/294478133</link><guid>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/294478133</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Dec 2009 23:39:47 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://9.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kv0k61Rfqz1qzg9e5o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/293604951</link><guid>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/293604951</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Dec 2009 12:49:13 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I don’t want to leave. But there are too many people I...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://16.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kuwrat535m1qzilpso1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don’t want to leave. But there are too many people I love back at home to think about giving up on college and Carolina right now. Someday, though.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/292304003</link><guid>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/292304003</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Dec 2009 17:23:42 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>new yawk</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow I’m going to a city I promised myself I would live in at one point in my life. I made this pact with the romanticized, literary, beautiful version of a city I see as a haven for the lonely and the alone and the artists without a medium, and maybe me, with a lot of energy and love, a rebellious little Southern brat with more than one could ever ask for in her life, maybe the city is where all of my coiled focus will find a release. And maybe not. It’s funny how much weight in my life I’ve given a city I’ve never been do, but out of every logical, intelligent, normal thing I’ve mapped out my life to become, this is where I deviate. This is where I stand and say, &lt;i&gt;I will have my own adventure&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/288650344</link><guid>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/288650344</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Dec 2009 02:24:41 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>light light light lighttt</title><description>&lt;img src="http://8.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ku5uqiAgRQ1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;light light light lighttt&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/288278636</link><guid>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/288278636</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 21:25:41 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>College Degrees More Expensive, Worth Less in Job Market</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/business/article/0,8599,1946088,00.html"&gt;College Degrees More Expensive, Worth Less in Job Market&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;Employers and career experts see a growing problem in American society — an abundance of college graduates, many burdened with tuition-loan debt, heading into the work world with a degree that doesn’t mean much anymore.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The problem isn’t just a soft job market — it’s an oversupply of graduates. In 1973, a bachelor’s degree was more of a rarity, since just 47% of high school graduates went on to college. By October 2008, that number had risen to nearly 70%. For many Americans today, a trip through college is considered as much of a birthright as a driver’s license.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Marty Nemko, a career and education expert who has taught at U.C. Berkeley’s Graduate School of Education, contends that the overflow in degree holders is the result of many weaker students attending colleges when other options may have served them better. “There is tremendous pressure to push kids through,” he says, adding that as a result, too many students who aren’t skilled become degree holders, promoting a perception among employers that higher education doesn’t work. “That piece of paper no longer means very much, and employers know that,” says Nemko. “Everybody’s got it, so it’s watered down.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;» via &lt;a href="http://www.time.com/"&gt;Time&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/287911222</link><guid>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/287911222</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 16:17:37 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I want this sweater like it's my job to want this sweater.</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/urban/catalog/productdetail.jsp?id=16983702&amp;navAction=jump&amp;isProduct=true&amp;parentid=MORE%20IDEAS&amp;isProduct=true&amp;cross-sell=true&amp;guide-bn=true"&gt;I want this sweater like it's my job to want this sweater.&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;In yellow, of course.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/287239330</link><guid>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/287239330</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 02:40:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Incredible.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://14.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kuscw9EpL51qzg9e5o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Incredible.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/287231309</link><guid>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/287231309</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 02:31:20 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Eating Animals.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;My favorite author, Jonathan Safran Foer, wrote a nonfiction book about the ethics of eating meat — &lt;a href="http://www.eatinganimals.com/"&gt;Eating Animals&lt;/a&gt;. I’m willing, ready, and excited to read anything by Foer because I’m devastatingly in love with his prose. He makes me want to build a brick wall and figure out the beauty of existence and love and happiness while it’s falling on top of me. That’s the kind of power I feel in his writing. I’m curious to see how he treats the topic. If it’s going to be angry, unforgiving activism or coherent arguing on the side of science and morality.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/286885986</link><guid>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/286885986</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 21:38:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Got them straight As.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Got them straight As.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/286336272</link><guid>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/286336272</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 13:12:29 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I love this song. Goodnight.</title><description>&lt;object width="400" height="336"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lLJf9qJHR3E&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lLJf9qJHR3E&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="336" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love this song. Goodnight.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/285848120</link><guid>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/285848120</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 02:36:35 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Some films change the cinematic world for a reason, right? Not...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://17.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kuqh2er7r01qzg9e5o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some films change the cinematic world for a reason, right? Not just because those film scholars say so, but because they are good enough to feel like real life, even when we are required to stretch our imaginations. I think when you suspend your disbelief and then forget you’re doing so, that marks a very clever film — it makes a statement about how the human mind operates.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Doesn’t hurt if you watch good films in good company, but that’s another story entirely.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I want to watch every Woody Allen film ever, but I’ve only have these down so far:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Annie Hall&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Crimes and Misdemeanors&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Scoop&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Match Point&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Melinda and Melinda&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So many to accomplish. Not that mind. I’m the type of person that likes to conquer the entire catalog of an artist or I am unhappy. I let myself lapse on a couple of contemporary authors — I have 4 books to catch up on for one — and I find that upsetting, even though I don’t really love the guy. My next literary conquer will be Truman Capote, though, and I’m reading all of his work in backwards chronology. We’ll see how that goes.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/285820532</link><guid>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/285820532</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 02:06:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"Christmas makes me feel like I don’t know anyone."</title><description>“Christmas makes me feel like I don’t know anyone.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt; Woman in Father &amp; Sons, Raleigh.&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/285234140</link><guid>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/285234140</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 18:24:46 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Hey Jessieeee.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://23.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kujyn7oPgy1qzafdao1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey Jessieeee.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/284381435</link><guid>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/284381435</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 02:25:36 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>There is no other way.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://18.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kukzs8i24P1qzg9e5o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is no other way.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/281416027</link><guid>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/281416027</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Dec 2009 03:04:56 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Christmas in Apex.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://9.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kukzpwV6qB1qzg9e5o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Christmas in Apex.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/281414681</link><guid>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/281414681</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Dec 2009 03:03:31 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Semester 3 of college: complete. Time to readreadread and sleep.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://4.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kuivrx8WRK1qzg9e5o1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Semester 3 of college: complete. Time to readreadread and sleep.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/279827854</link><guid>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/279827854</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Dec 2009 23:43:08 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Oh, how I wish I had taken this photo.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://17.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kucwi25UW61qzyrwvo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, how I wish I had taken this photo.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/278051200</link><guid>http://allisonzoe.tumblr.com/post/278051200</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 17:57:33 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
