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		<title>Electrocomponents Annual Report</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Corporate photography is a big part of my business. While it is a solid source of work, many times  corporate-types shy away from creative photography.  The concept of &#8220;No one ever got fired for buying IBM&#8221; permeates into the marketing departments, ensuring that everything is safe. While I can (and do) respect that professionalism is [...]]]></description>
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		<title>I’m Two Floor Lamps Away from Happiness</title>
		<description><![CDATA[This writing is one that I wrote a number of years ago, long before the concept of a blog crossed my mind. Hopefully it has managed the test of time. _________________ When Michael moved out in 1999, he took with him two lamps that elegantly filled dark spaces. We met years earlier while singing with [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://markweeks.com/blog/?p=516</link>
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		<title>Blooming Lovely</title>
		<description><![CDATA[One of the toughest parts of being an &#8220;emerging talent&#8221; is finding customers with whom I share a common vision. Many times their agenda and my agenda are not necessarily completely in sync. Don&#8217;t get me wrong, I enjoy shooting practically everything, but there are definitely some exceptional situations where the client&#8217;s creativity and my [...]]]></description>
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		<title>First the Wrong Vodka&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[When asked what my favorite hobbies are, invariably I reply  running, playing bridge, reading, or grabbing a pint of beer.  It dawned on me the other day, that browsing through card shops is really one of my favorite hobbies, although I expect few people consider it a hobby. The first card store I remember was [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://markweeks.com/blog/?p=476</link>
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		<title>Just Shoot!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[A few months back, when I started blogging, I had plenty of time to write long posts about my images and share my thoughts about the entire image-making process. I had time, because less than six months ago, business was slow. Suffice it to say, the last three months have been crazy-busy, which for a [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://markweeks.com/blog/?p=428</link>
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		<title>Touchy Subject</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Ever since I was a child, morning has been my best time of day. One of my earliest memories was waking early one frosty Minnesota morning to help my grandpa milk his cows. It was dark when we started. Walking from the house to the pump house to feed the cats and then onto the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://markweeks.com/blog/?p=381</link>
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		<title>Going to Alderney</title>
		<description><![CDATA[One of the first people that Lee introduced me to when he and I first started met was his friend Jo Baxendale. In fact, I knew about Jo even before Lee and I had our first date, as days after he and I met, he celebrated New Year’s Eve with Jo at her flat in [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://markweeks.com/blog/?p=360</link>
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		<title>Pet Projects</title>
		<description><![CDATA[When I first started my photography business, I got a phone call from my sister Heather. She and I are only three years apart and without fail, we tend to offer a wide range of unsolicited advice to each other. Whether from how we wear our hair, how we should vote or basic commentary on [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://markweeks.com/blog/?p=331</link>
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		<title>The Big Move</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It’s been a few weeks since my last posting, and I fear I’ve already broken my resolution to have one posting a week. That said, I never realized that moving house would be such an adventure. Lee and I bought a place in south London and moved into it on Wednesday the 24th of February [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://markweeks.com/blog/?p=248</link>
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		<title>I Lied Today</title>
		<description><![CDATA[In early 2003 while visiting my friend Maurice in Amsterdam, I met his boyfriend Jim, an American soldier stationed in Europe, either in Cypress or Crete or Corsica&#8211;a Mediterranean island starting with a C. Lee had come with me; it was our first trip together! The four of us met up at The Ghetto, a [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://markweeks.com/blog/?p=237</link>
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