ice and fog

ICE AND FOG 1
ICE AND FOG 2
ICE AND FOG 3

I’m looking at clouds from the inside and asking questions in a world of blue.   Floating in the icy ether of wonder and amazement. I feel the cold harshness of ice yet am comforted by the blanket of fog wrapped around my body and soul, satisfied by the question when the answer eludes me.

The song Sung by Julee Cruise, Questions In A World Of Blue from the TWIN PEAKS: FIRE WALK WITH ME film soundtrack.   Written by master song stylist Angelo Badalamenti.  A beautiful song of loss.   The musical essence of saudade.  Like ice and fog.   

eye’s wide open

EYE DISEASE

Song is called EYES WIDE OPEN by King Crimson from their album The Power To Believe.    

The pleasures and pain of keeping one’s “eyes wide open all the time”.   It can be a blessing and a curse.

Here it comes, here comes another day
Another decision on the way
Well here it comes, here comes a covered display
Of preferences to make
Well here it comes, here comes a knock on the door
Open it for an opportunity
Well here it comes, here comes another day
For memories to be madeEyes wide open
Eyes wide open all the time’n there it was, it was a perfect take
And were you asleep or awake
There it was, it was a perfect time
To speak your mind
‘n there it was, it was a chance of a lifetime
It flew right by and what did you do?
Well there it was, it was another day
For memories to be madeEyes wide open
Eyes wide open all the time
I’ve got my eyes wide open
Eyes wide open all the time
Because you never know
What you might see

FOUR 4 A FOGGY SUNDAY

I sometimes think there are 5 seasons instead of 4.  Fog is like its own season because like the other 4 seasons it completely changes our perception of the landscape.  

FOGGY SUNDAY 1
FOGGY SUNDAY 2
FOGGY SUNDAY 3
FOGGY SUNDAY 4

A delightful song, LOST IN A FOG, sung by Ella Fitzgerald.

*no guarantee video will play outside the US.*

my wish for you

Christmas Morning Drive 2020 – Hinckley Reservation of the Cleveland Metro Parks.

Happy New Year everyone.   The promise of snow over the Holidays was not exaggerated.   On Christmas morning we had 6-8 inches on the ground and and 1-2 inches fell throughout Christmas Day.    But that is past.   The New Year is upon us.   This song expresses my dearest desire for each and every one of you.   That you feel safe.   For safety is not about the pandemic and has pitifully dominated the past year – like the song says it’s about living with/in grace, being rested, calm, anchored, unchained, holding no blame,  no fear, no blame, being brave and open.   I would also argue that is the foundation of love.   I love each and everyone one of you even if we have never physically met.   Thank you for your kindness and support. 

SAFE by Judie Tzuke, Beverley Craven & Julia Fordham from the album WOMAN TO WOMAN

Safe

Rested

Clear

Calm

grace

centered

here 

home

we’ve fought so hard

we’ve come so far

back where we began

and for all the joys and sorrows

finally we can 

be safe

anchored

unchained

faith

holding

no

blame

and the future is everything

as we forgive ourselves

and we reach beyond the wreckage 

of you loving someone else

our hearts are still surrendering

now the wounds will heal

in spite of everything

learning how to feel

safe

hopeful

no 

fear

brave

open

now 

we’re

safe

be kind and always 

remember to love 

this one life we live

has to be enough

be kind and always 

remember to love

this one life we live

has to be enough

a song for the rest of the year

Looks like we will have snow for Christmas here in Ohio.   I honestly can’t remember the last time we had a white Christmas.   Well with everything going on this past year the holidays are somewhat melancholic.   One of my favorite “mood” singers is Julia Fordham.   Here is her song DECEMBER 24TH originally from a 1995 compilation album Winter Fire & Snow: Songs For The Holiday Season that featured various artists from around the world.

The lyrics will take you through the rest of this year into the new year.  Enjoy. 

“just goes to show ya, just goes to show ya, none of us have time to waste….you don’t always get back what you give”

In Winter Snow Is Beautiful

SNOW BLOSSOM MC 1

Since Winter has long been a favorite time of year – because this old bear enjoys hibernation – and I had “need” to go out and see what snow cover there might be – I decided to head out this morning, with my camera,  as the sun rose slowly in a clouded sky.   I went to one park where I’ve been spending a lot of time the past few months and I went someplace I’ve never been to in Winter.   And since the Winter Solstice is just around the corner I decided to post a couple of snow photos of the place I’ve never been to in Winter.  Over the Summer and fall this location is used as a popular outdoor music venue and is also the site of an outdoor theater where plays are staged over the warmer months.   The areas you see in the photos would be the grassy fields where cars park and concert goers would then walk to the main venue.     The music venue has hosted all the major rock and pop acts over the years.   I’d seen a few shows here but ticket prices were normally out of my budget.  I actually prefer it as you see it here – empty.   Never really got used to the large drunken crowds that tended to populate these events.    So enjoy my version of “winter fest” at Blossom Music Center in Cuyahoga Falls, OH.  

SNOW BLOSSOM MC 2
SNOW BLOSSOM MC 3

Hop On The Bus, Gus

SHORT BUS TO NOWHERE

A couple of weeks ago I decided to drive onto private property to see “What’s UP with this bus?”.    No one was around so I took a couple of shots.  Was expecting, you know, standard bus interior.  I was not prepared for what I found.  Best view was through a hole in the back door.

STOP – AN OPENING

I mean, I’ve met and known a lot of cool “chicks” on buses but I wasn’t expecting to find a hen house/chicken coop. Yep that’s exactly what this was used for.

(warning – not the best photo)

ROLLING HEN HOUSE?

And now a favorite song that mentions buses.   The album this came from brings back many fond memories. Specifically of a youth outing in the summer of 1976 (I’m banned from releasing details.  LOL).  And the drum riff by pan-disciplinary drummer Steve Gadd is sheer perfection.   Go ahead, “Hop on the bus…”  and enjoy.   If you have a favorite bus song or if these images bring to mind a specific song feel free to post a link in your comment.  

absence of field

If you’re familiar with photography you are most likely familiar with depth of field.   But I want to explore absence of field and I think all of my photography does that in some way.   I’ve written a little bit about a related viewpoint previously when I discussed my fascination with what goes on outside the frame of the photo.   But absence of field is yet a variation of sorts of that notion.   What is absent in my photographs?  It really is quite obvious.   I recently came across a poem by the great poet Mark Strand that describes this absence of field perfectly.   

Keeping Things Whole
 
In a field
I am the absence
of field.
This is
always the case.
Wherever I am
I am what is missing.
 
When I walk
I part the air
and always
the air moves in   
to fill the spaces
where my body’s been.
 
We all have reasons
for moving.
I move
to keep things whole.
 
 
 
So therefore; when I take a photo it is complete or whole because I am not there.  I, the photographer,  am always moving .  To keep things whole for my photos.  You may see me in someone else’s photos but not my own.  I am the absence where air rushes in.   Another way to look at it.   When you stick your hand in a river, lake or any body of water – as you withdraw, does the water hold the shape of your hand?  No.  It rushes back to fill the void.   The water cannot tolerate the void.  It must be complete.   Such is a photo.  It captures the completeness(i.e. wholeness) of all things – even if those things (like today’s photo) may seem to be missing something.  It is still complete as it captures a singular moment of the subjects evolutionary life cycle.    When I am dead even though I may appear to not move; I will continue to move as the decay process takes over until I return to the earth as dust.   And when I am no longer remembered, when that dust is then used to bring nutrition or life to something else after I am gone I will still be moving.  Absence is just as important as presence.  This also helps explain why a photo will never be of the future – it will always be the past because the once the photograph has been taken the photographer moves on even though the subject in the photo continues to change.  You may say, “what about time-lapse” photography.   That still only projects the past.  By time you see it the subject has completely moved on.   It is all part of maintaining a wholeness in the universe.  Absence is the grace that presence cannot afford.  We do not need presence to be happy.   We can find happiness in absence.  To loop back to the poem we can find happiness in the rush of air to fill the void as I move away until something else comes and fills that space.  Probably the closest thing in photography that captures the sense of moving to keep things whole is Polaroid or instamatic photography.   While you are watching the photo develop the blank space slowly becomes filled with the image.  From absence to wholeness.  But unfortunately that’s where it ends (or does it?). 
 
Musically Samuel Barber’s Adagio For Strings captures these notion especially at the climax where there is a great silence/pause which punctuates the sound.
or you may like the Choral version by one of my favorite vocal groups.

Easier Sung Than Done

Autumns End #1

Something we all need to be reminded of from time to time.  We as human beings have a habit of blowing things out of proportion and making them seem more important than they are. 

I want you to think about what makes you angry, frustrated, sad, hopeless.  It might be relationships, politics, health, personal economics/finances, business, religion, culture, media, the environment etc.   Nothing is off bounds.  Everything matters here.   I’m guessing there is at least one thing that immediately comes to mind for every individual.

Now. 

Let it go. 

Let it go now.

And yes, that seems easy; but it’s not, especially the more invested you are in the subject whether it’s emotionally, spiritually or intellectual investment.   

But do you think the tree in Autumn wants to let go of its leaves? Or that it’s easy.   And yet it does.  The tree feels the pain of separation with each leaf – sometimes a thousand times.  Year after year the tree will let go of its leaves.  The tree does not know what the future holds but it continues the cycle.  

So for all the things that seem so important at the time – in the long view – they are not important at all.     

They are about as important as a “pebble lying on a gravel road”.   So let it go.  Sometimes it’s easier sung than done.   I found that singing this song while I’m thinking of these things helps me keep things in perspective and remember what’s really important.

Maybe a nice practice would be to write down all these things than anger, frustrate (…etc.) you.  Then like Autumn leaves – burn them. Let the worries and cares turn to ash.  Then wash them away. 

Hey man, you don’t know what you’re missing
You count your curses and forget about the blessings
Don’t you think you should learn a little lesson
What are you waiting for?
 
Hey man, what makes you so special
Can’t seem to find the angels for the devils
Don’t you think that if you learned to love a little
You’d live a whole lot more
 
Let it go, let it go
This is smaller than you know
No bigger than a pebble lying on a gravel road
Let it go, let it go
Got to leave it all behind you
Give the sun a chance to find you
Let it go
 
Hey man, there’s no time for crying
You made your bed but don’t think its fit to lie inWasted on the ground when you know you should be flying
What are you waiting for?
 
How can a man not see
It seems so clear to me
You’ve just got to live and learn
Smile at the simple stuff
This road ain’t long enough
To miss a single turn

pallets in red and blue

 

FYI- this will be my last post for this month.  I’m taking off the rest of September.   God willing, I will see you all in October 2020.  Peace Out.

Got a problem?   Too Bad, “Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na, Hey Hey Goodbye!” 😉

It’s time to fly this acid world, retool and re-energize.