I am overwhelmed. I struggle to keep up. It is hard to keep faith. If I had a towel I would surely throw it in. Signs of a well executed plan. Flood the zone. Drain the brain. Laugh whenever plebeians complain.
I am done laughing.I can no longer maintain.
You are stronger than you might think you are.
—Hulk
Place pastels upon your palette and cue the music the sunset show is begun. Grab a big old dry brush and move your paints across your canvas with speed. Be confident in your motion; haste, but don’t waste. It’s your heart and mind funneling down the arm and into your hand summoning magic unto the page. You are an artist, and you’re doing great.
My evening gift for you all to chase away the Sunday scaries—a Dock Road sunset from just over a week ago. A high quality winter burn. Enough of the deck painted up in pastel hues to really crank up the glow highlighting the sedge. For but five minutes time suspends as though weightless and the dormant brown super charges in a pink infusion. As if Goku himself were powering up. Palpable vibes.
Like the good keyboard warrior I have tried not to be, I came to the came to the computer tonight ready to pop off on our accelerating societal decline. Then I remembered I am a photographer, not a writer, and this photograph reflects the sad state of affairs far better than my forced words.
All day disqueit asking what can I do? I have little clue, but I am grown disgusted the cowards stance I’ve limply taken that’s long been thinly covered in silence. A passivity that can be seen as at best, aloof and neutral, but at worst complicit. What I will do is pledge further introspection into my own blindspots, weaknesses, limitations, and fear to speak out on the things I find righteously wrong. This self-improvement is solely in my control. I can also lend my photographs and my words to advocate for love, respect, and the personal dignity of all people and do my best to model that behavior. Lead from the front otherwise get out of the way.
And now if you’ll excuse me I will be busy regrowing my spine. Thanks for reading, and go give somebody a hug and ask yourself, what can I do? Let’s lift each other up. Let’s be better together.
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The ice returns and is that some inspo sliding in on it? Ever since I was a kid winter has owned my curiosity. Forever my favorite weather, the cold and snow continue to demand my attention. It’s like the first time, every time.
So it should come as no surprise that when the salt marsh turns frozen the urge to get outside explodes. To my camera and the marsh I go. Only this time a proper stop further.
For the first time since December 2020 (five years!) I am publishing a photo from Great Bay Boulevard. Once part of a steady rotation it’s been a casualty of a stalled hobby. For the first time in years, thoughts of making photos land upon my brain. It’s happening several times per week, easy, and usually in the shower. Where once there was desert, there are no motes of water, frozen as it may be. As for GBB, it was awesome to be back, and I am starting to feel I may be back.
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It’s been a long cold winter. It’s January 20. Here’s a fireside:
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Hobby more.
Connect more.
Live.
Grow.
Hope.
Strive.
Exercise and breathe.
Eat the good food. Laugh. Dream again. Be better for all of us.
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