In truth there are three stages : Ridicule – Violent opposition -Acceptance
Stay true to yourself and take the mask off !
Last week I watched this wonderful movie ! The main character collected things in order to remember the place he had been ! When someday I die, I wonder what those people, the ones who would come to clean may think of me when they find these weeds , flowers , insects , old poems ..
All of these came from a place from my heart ..Would they think of me as a hopeless romantic ? Would they think of me as a hoarder of strange !
Does it really matter at that point?
Dandelions , I think these are beautiful …They have little messengers on them .( Collected these from mt.Washington Valley , spring of 2011)
I photograph them from time to time ..In my hair , on my heart!
My notes from January 29th 2015
A few shots from the desert..if you wish to know how I take these..One of the most important components of photography and cinematography is composition. I take some with a Leica digital , canon film or digital , Mamiya digital or film..and indeed some with my phone or iPad, toy cameras ..It doesn’t matter to some extent if u got a good eye..( u deal with whats available ) , Then I take my images either to an analogue darkroom or digital darkroom called photoshop or aps if I wish. None of these images are manipulated beyond what I used to do in the analogue darkroom..I only correct exposure and may add a filter or two or three…It is what I used to do with glass filters in my darkroom. I don’t go beyond that; such as layering, copy and pasting…And if any artists does that without looking cheesy , more power to them , that’s their thoughts and story ! Hope u enjoy
Good morning! In my life those simple moments are the ones that keep me happy and make me want to have more of them..Those precious moments like holding hands, holding a face you love in the palms of your hands, laughing out loud, watching the sunrise ..You know it doesn’t cost much too be happy ! Around this time last week I took a shower under a Banyan tree..I enjoyed each and every drop of water..Each ray of sun trying to breath in into the cracks..Each and every long mosses hanging over me..The sound of morning insects and the chant of a white pony..Then I saw a sweet tiny frog sitting on the ledge and starring..I didn’t want my shower to end..I could just be there for hours , find life through every breath I took and just be happy and content..