I managed to get an interview with a monk, going by the name of Brother Columba. I was teetering on the possibility of pasting the whole interview onto the bloggy thing but realized there was no chance anyone would read the whole thing anyway. So I'll save it for later.
The quintessential monk with a cross in the background.
As if I wasn't lazy enough to clean off the lens of my camera with the bottom right hand corner of my sweaty shirt, I also opted to act absolutely fat and not even have enough time to photoshop anything.
This photo was taken after a large meal with all the monks of the house gathered in the dining room and me feeling a wee bit awkward because everyone was listening to what I was saying, and I had the slight feeling they might not agree with a lot I said. So I had to mentally edit everything one second before it came out of my mouth.
I did enjoy the fact that Brother Columba was like, "Alright, put the camera down and help with the dishes." It's hard to find convincingly stern.
I also shot a bunch of digital, but as usual hated the way all of it looked, so it will disappear forever.
