“Is your birthday a pretty one, or is it ugly?”
“Ohhh sunset pictures, oh my goodness.”
“Oh my god, this one is so my vibe!”
“Oh this one is my dad’s birthday, but it’s sorta lame.”
“Do you have anything that says sunset? Our daughter is more into sunsets.”
“Wow, there are so many.” Her friend, “Some are good.”
“Sorry I can’t support this, I’m a sunset gal.”
“Some of these are nice pictures, yah.”
“Ugh, my birthday. All you see is a rock. It’s a Charlie Brown sunrise. Just a rock. Did you check your birthday? You still got more than I got”
“Watch more sunrises. No, watch more sunsets.”
“Oh, that’s a cute idea.”
“Watch more sunrises. Not this time of the year, in the Winter I see enough of them.”
“Mom, look at this one. It’s so good but the dead seagull ruins it.”
Person 1: “Every sunrise of 2019” Person 2: “Whoa, seriously?”
“They almost rival Arizona sunsets.”
“Oh that’s like art, better stay out of there.”
“This one looks just like a sunset!”
“This guy takes more pictures than I do.”
“Why would anyone buy that one? No offense to the person who took it, but it’s like saying ‘I’m alone in the world’.”
“That’s good, it says ‘watch more sunrises’, it should say ‘watch more sunsets’”
“He’s a pretty talented guy. He’s just pretty talented all around.” (To be fair, I’m not sure she was talking about me)
“That sunset thing over there is really cool.”
“Guys, just choose one! Choose one that speaks to you, one that calms you.”
“Sunsets are more pretty.”
“That doesn’t look like a sunrise.”
“Ewwwww. Are you kidding me? Mine is the worst one up here!”
“If they were cool pictures. Like half of them are really cool”
Person 1: “What’s this one?” Friend of Person 1: “Oh it’s ugly.”
“He literally hasn’t slept in in like three years.”
“You gotta some see this. It’s people going around the U.P. taking different photos of sunrise.”
“Is his name Bugsy or Buggy?”
“I think you may have gone a little too crazy on the sunrises.”
“Oh wow, that’s actually kinda neat.”
“That doesn’t seem like a sunrise to me.”
“Are those just postcards?” Confirms to himself before entering, “Yeah, just postcards.”
“Mine is horrible.”
“Each one is a new experience.”
“The shirt should be sunrise colors, like gray, because so many sunrises are gray, like the dead deer he posted.”
“Ooooohh my Lord, isn’t that great? That is sooooo beautiful!”
“I’m more into sunsets, that early morning thing is so…”
“Every sunrise of the year. That is … insanity.”
“Sunset pictures.” (walks away before reading anything else or taking another step further)
“This one looks like it was shot from outer space.”
“I wonder why this one is pixelated.” (Pointing to sunrise 404)
“It’s every sunrise since 2019” His mom, “Yeah, but that’s not a sunrise, it’s foggy.”
“How do you do it, do you have a camera on a timer?”
“Any [photos of the] Northern Lights?”
“Are they the same [photos] as before?” Her friend, “No, because mine was ugly before.”
“That’s a good way to live your life right there.”
“I think I read about this guy on Facebook somewhere.”
Approaches me, “Does the person who takes these ever think, ‘Whosever birthday this is is going to say this sucks’?”
“Kris, your birthday sucks!”
“Some of them look like sunsets!”
“Look at all the sunsets!”
“Oh, it’s just photos.” (Turns around before even entering gallery space)
Her, “What’s over there?” Him, “Some sweet photography?” (must not that be sweet if you’re saying that from 10 feet away and then step in the other direction toward the door)
“It doesn’t even have the sun, it’s depressing!” Comes up to me, “Mine was depressing! There was no sun in that picture, it was nothing but fog!”
“Some of these are sad.” - 10 year old boy
“You want to see one of the smartest things I’ve ever seen?” (to her friend)
“I have a dead seagull on my birthday.” (followed by laughter)
Peaks around corner, “Just pictures” she says to her husband, and walks away.
“That’s the guy that was on the Joe Pera show. Isn’t it?”
“Yoooo, this one goes hard dude.”
“The sun sometimes doesn’t rise, right?”
“The current one [for said date], there’s no sunrise.”
“The one you had last year wasn’t a sunrise,” she says to me.
“Mine’s boring, it’s just a tree in a blizzard.” I’m wondering if she was looking at December 30, 2019, an honest favorite of mine.
“So is he taking the photos with a computer or what?”
“Nope, the sun didn’t rise on my birthday.”
“Wow, look at all those sunset photos.”
“Watch more sunsets.” (it literally says watch more sunrises) “It should say auroras” she begrudgingly remarks.
“The Sunrise Gallery, [sunrise], the thing I will never see.”
“Pictures.” Proceeds to exit the store.
“Well this sucks. Mine is just a photo after someone’s car has been defrosted.”
“This needs to say ‘watch more sunsets’”
“I could take a better photo than that. Who takes these? They just… they don’t pop.”
“That’s a good one, mine sucks.”
“Do you know Bugsy?” (To Tieka) “Is he a young guy or an old guy?”
“Oh yeah, that’s the guy. A month ago he missed one and he was so sad. But he was like, it happens.”
“Both of our birthdays are not sunrises.” (yes they are)
“I don’t know if the sun came up that day.”
“Wow, that’s a kickass piece of art.”
“Holy Hannah, hey.”
“Some of these are sunsets. You see how the one next to it is a sunset? If you look at the sunflowers…”
“That’s pretty slick, some sool sht dude. There’s another one, that’s slick as sht right there. Ohh that’s cool as hell.”
“I wonder how old the photographer is, to have the name Bugsy.”
