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Week 22

May 30, 2020

224.6 lbs

2020-05-30

7:08 AM – 9D, Mt Beacon Trail Entry

… annoying morning, dogs, computer, you name it, nothing cooperating, except the joyous birds, still hoping they can pull me over to their point of view… as i left, Fiona complaining about being crated, H won’t be happy with me, i will tell her i have had my own struggles this AM, hopefully I will be on the bird singing end of things when i return…

5:00 AM – My Studio

… computer rebooted, looking like it will crash again, bird joy continues, which sort of day is it?

4:48 AM – My Studio

… computer crash in here, bird joy out there, which sort of day will it be?

May 29, 2020

224.4 lbs

8:14 AM – walking

… lining up a shot, woman jogging in the distance, “don’t take a picture of me!” she shouts, i had no intention of doing so , she makes me angry, not sure why…

7:00 AM – memorial park

… watched a hawk end the life of another creature… watched a hawk end the life of another man… watched a hawk end the life of another woman… watched a hawk end the life of another one… watched a hawk end the life of another… interesting iphone word offerings…

7:27 AM – Beacon Roundhouse Falls

… continue to pursue video clips, video stills, slide shows with videos, stills, the video equivalent of stills… i watch an insect struggle in the water on its way to the edge of the falls, a small-as-it piece of debris collides, insect tries it on as life raft, not big enough, debris and insect separate go over the edge one at a time, i wonder, will insect survive?… solitude, amplitude, gratitude… free word association, train the mind to free associate… i wonder if my video/still efforts are, will always be, crude, am i reaching beyond my capabilities and time to master?…

May 28, 2020

224.6 lbs

7:43 AM – Clara Sauer Trail

… sitting on a root, listening to wavelets breaking on the shore… thinking about the still videos, capturing the moment, the sound having little to do with the moment that grabs attention except that it is present with the thing, sound and image, what is the relationship?…

7:04 AM – Long Dock Park

… i stop under park shelter as it is supposed to rain in a few minutes for a few minutes… S unable to view video, frustration, oh well, his lo-tech the issue?…

6:28 AM – Walking

… annoying exchange with H as i leave the house…

6:02 AM – My Studio

… really annoyed, dogs up and active, too early, my quiet time gone…

5:23 AM – My Studio

… i have watched my video several times and it is so interesting the way the sounds of the video clip echo down the canyons of the still images…

5:04 AM – My Studio

… looking through Feedly, an article about a woman photographer’s quarantine project, a photo of her from the back, looking out a window, an opened pomegranate fruit beside her, i see this fruit often with women in photographs and it is not hard to imagine it as a symbol of fertility, i decide to research it’s symbolism, fertility is among the most frequent associations across cultures, not surprising…

4:48 AM – My Studio

… the sound of the birds singing madly brings me to open up my journal and write, the sound breaking through my attention paid to the computer screen… i have viewed the slide video i made yesterday twice now and generally like it, though i need to extend the slide duration… i am wondering about making these and posting them in lieu of the still photos and, now, occasional video i make… this morning i was wondering about making only still videos, anything i might have made a still photo of, video, maybe…

May 27, 2020

225.2 lbs

7:37 AM – walking

… pleasant walk, collecting more video, will probably overdo it now… a couple, hand in hand , walking by… peace and quiet, social distancing… I wonder what the elephant ear plants are?… the sound of a jet, powering down to land… birds twittering all over the place, the creek burbling by behind me…

6:17 AM – walking

… out of the corner of my eye, a fat opossum scurries away…

5:29 AM – My Studio

… an interesting thing happened when i played the slide show… two videos popped up and played, breaking the silence of the still pictures, it had a strong effect of reinforcing the silence of the stills, especially the ones immediately following, wondering if i can use that for a photo essay on line…

5:13 AM – My Studio

… i prefer the sounds of the birds to either Bach or Gregorian chants this morning… dawn chorus, silence around the house otherwise, dogs and H asleep, a blessing, Fiona is in heat and Chas spends all day trying to hump her…

4:37 AM – My Studio

… no alcohol last night, feel better this AM… i am pandemic and politics exhausted…

May 26, 2020

226.8 lbs

2:45 PM – Friendly Honda

… car arrived at the service bay, hoisted into the air, maybe new tires are on and they are doing alignment, why would it be so high off the ground otherwise?… hoping they are done soon… a pleasant enough day to wait outside… when i called i was told there was a tent to wait under, that doesn’t seem true, maybe there was and now is not?… reading about the virus in Scientific American, a vaccine eventually, different ideas about effectiveness, longevity, depends on how fast it mutates… car is down now…

1:13 PM – Friendly Honda

… getting new tires for the BI trip, been anxious about the tires since i was told there was dry rot in the winter… my first foray into interaction with a store or service department, car hand off went reasonably well, will see how the rest of it goes… picnic table in the shade to sit at, only my but will touch, should i change pants when i get home?… two men approach and sit at the table on the opposite side, the upwind side, they have more tolerance for closeness to others than i do, i get up and amble across the road to shade in front of a couple of billboards, i won’t be bothered here…

7:10 AM – Fishkill Creek by the dam

… a return to the scene of duckling sorrow, ducklings not in evidence, I thought maybe, but knew better, are they alive?… A likened the mama duck to the Trump administration, we have a choice, unlike the ducklings, he said, our ability to choose kindness, empathy, pitch in and work together, sets us apart when we allow them to the fore, i wonder why we don’t more often…

4:56 AM – My Studio

… i pull my headphones off, the birds are singing, I decide to listen to them instead of Bach…

3:52 AM – Home

… the tea kettle whistles, i am reading a poem, i let it whistle, when done, i walk to the kitchen, turn off the flame, the whistle subsides, i pull the whistle cap off, catch my reflection in the polished dome of the kettle, lift, then pour the hot water into the coffee press, the smell of coffee rises with a cloud of steam, i stir the floating grounds down into the coffee, wait, wait, wait, then, settle the plunger into the pot and push down, little resistance, i take down a cup, put a teaspoon of sugar in it, sugar always before coffee, and a little cinnamon too, then pour, the smell of coffee and, this time, cinnamon rise in a smaller cloud of steam, i raise cup to lips, inhale then sip, the day has begun…

May 25, 2020

227.2 lbs

8:19 AM – Beacon Falls

… lots of pictures, thinking i may have enough to do a pandemic set, that i should try to assemble it for Photography Now and see how it goes. I have a backup set if it doesn’t come together… moma duck and ducklings swimming into falls she leaves them behind, abandons them they are trying to get to her, she is swimming off upstream, just leaving them, i am heart broken… they are trying so valiantly to follow and can not… i wonder if they will survive?, is it time for them to be on their own?…

6:36 AM – My Studio

… the sound of the triplets getting ready for their father’s run/walk… a shower, shaved and clean…

4:56 AM – My Studio

… trying to return to old habits, meditation, stretching, Gregorian chants while i work, trying to regain concentration and patience…

May 24, 2020

226.8 lbs

4:59 PM – Home

… getting ready to grill a merlot steak, a new cut to me, the affordable fillet mignon, or so i read, family call done, happy birthday J… rebuilt compost bin today, my major chore done…

8:06 AM – Walking

… walking, making pictures, trying to be thoughtful, questioning my practice, what does it mean?, does it add up to some thing?, or is it banal, misguided, unfocused?… the refrain returns, make the work, some thing will come of it, so i persist, thinking maybe the longevity of it is the thing… trying some video, learning video on all my cameras, present the moving image when the image is moving…

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