Posts in Category: Black & White Emulsions
Enter, the dragon.
Some days, from my point of view, the world turns just a bit on its axis .
ive seen you looking at the way i look at the world. i know you wonder just what goes on in my head, what could possibly make me tick. what differentiates me from everyone else, what makes me special. why is it i see things the way i do? how can it possibly be so simple, yet so unfathomably complex? will you ever know? no. i doubt it. as much as ill never really know what makes all of you tick tock as your lives move around the proverbial sun dial of life, but i can accept that. im easy 😉
AHHHHHH!!!! RUNNNNN Its ALIVE i tell you… ALIVE! or, Number 4.
When the still sea conspires an armor
And her sullen and aborted
Currents breed tiny monsters
True sailing is dead
Awkward instant
And the first animal is jettisoned
Legs furiously pumping
Their stiff green gallop
And heads bob up
Poise, delicate, pause, consent
In mute nostril agony
Carefully refined and sealed over
The Doors: Horse Latitudes.
And now, the bursting of the cat tails. Tomorrow, number 4.
he waited, without joy or sorrow, without emotion at all, for the clock to tick and the number to fall.
his life was ascribed all manner of strange notions as he looked over the wasteland and saw the small motions.
that would take him away and rend the world over, tear life from limb and lover from lover.
like a slight touch of Narnia in the wind
“‘This is the land of Narnia,’ said the Faun, ‘where we are now; all that lies between the lamp-post and the great castle of Cair Paravel on the eastern sea.’”
“It will not go out of my mind that if we pass this post and lantern, either we shall find strange adventures or else some great changes of our fortunes.”
C.S. Lewis: The Chronicles of Narnia
another fine winter day on the ice beside the old city hall.
i like to shoot city landscapes. i like to shoot lens flares. i like to shoot black and white film and process it in my kitchen, then scan the results and post on the innernets.
im a lucky lucky man i think i could safely say.
life is a balancing act
life is whatever you want it to be.
life is a reflection of your past.
life can be a journey, a destination, or a road to nowhere.
but above all, your life is all your own.
there is no exit from double happiness.
I should have known better than to try. Now, my life is a ruin, a shell of what it once was and a pale shadow of what it could possibly have become. I’ve lost everything in the pursuit of unattainable double happiness. Breath deep and smell the futility 😉
Long Ago and Far Away VIII
Long ago in a different life I spent a year as a chef de partie at the Chateau Lake Louise. In my off time I took full advantage of being young and in good shape and with camera in hand i did a LOT of hiking. Ill be posting the images from those hikes over the next few days. All images taken in 1992-1993.
these are the final set of the series. sometimes i find it hard to believe that these are 22 years gone. at times, it feels like yesterday, sometimes it feels like it was just a long strange dream that you awake from with a longing in your heart. at this stage of my life, with all i know i have in front of me, i doubt ill ever get back to these mountains much less be able to live there, and that, honestly, pains my heart more than anything i have thought of for a while. it hurts in a way that losing a parent, being fired, or divorcing ever did. how weird is that? i dont understand the ache it causes so for the most part i have to shut it off or it overwhelms and i just get pissy to those in my life now, and thats not fair to anyone. i take some solace in that at least i had some time in this beautiful place, i have those memories. i hope you enjoyed the series.
Giant Steps.
