As Lee and I gain experience in travel, we are inspired to create images of our experiences. I am painting more than ever, taking photography more seriously, writing with some regularity. Similarly, Lee has ever-higher standards for his photography and is now putting together short films; becoming absorbed with the editing (music, timing, lighting). The relationship between time passage and our artsy-ness appears to be proportional.
So it occurred to me, if this equation rings true during the years ahead, then we are destined to become extremely artsy fartsy people. I can see it now. We will begin using leaves instead of deodorant, grow inordinate amounts of body hair, wear socks with sandals, and apply creative boundaries (meaning, no boundaries right?) to non-art. Like jobs, lawn-cutting, car payments and relationships.
We’ll get so fluffy that, in the name of free thinking, we forgo all types of structure; employment, politics, and the (restrictive!) confines of our committed relationship. We’ll be too fluffy for everyone…and for each other! This could be bad! So baaaaad….
Out of the baaaaa’x-thinking-hippy sheep…a perilous future indeed. Is there a Nikon rehab?
Saw this little tin in a store next to the baking powder. Couldn’t live without the tin (and for a dollar fifty CDN, it was mine). Most interested in a tin carrying a symbol that is all but outlawed in North America (and apparently Germany). I had seen a swastika on a hotel in Taiwan as well… Intriguing is the story of this religious symbol, it’s meaning forever skewed.
For the past few weeks, I have been trying to find out what this stuff is… the tins says ‘Heera Panna’. Google wasn’t much help…as it seems to be both a location in India and some sort of flavoring…but for what? Now I know thanks to a helpful clerk in a convenience store selling the stuff. She sprinkled it on Bettle nuts…which everyone and their mother eats here. With spice on top…folded into fresh green leaves of some sort…after lunch…before dinner…with a smoke…for a snack… Bettle nuts are everywhere in various stages of drying on road sides and roof tops, and in baggies in stores for consumption.
Note: this products is ‘free from bettle nut, katchew, lime and caffeine’
(Further note this information on the history of the swastika in Asia).
Your presence at dish-washing time, Mama, is appreciated. Your limey suds battle grease and your anti bakteri properties keep us from succumbing to nasty bugs, left on our dishes by lesser detergents. Indebted, I offer to use your goodness to the best of my abilities and spread word of your deftness to the masses.
I was on a plane (what kind? guess) coming from a resort and one of the pilot’s girlfriends was sitting ahead of me with her arms slung back over the chair behind her. The curves of her shoulders were so dramatic…so sassy. I thought, “I can use this image. Camera in backpack, I filed the image away for future use. Soon I began, starting with the shoulders…
I don’t know what she’s doing, but she’s waiting for something big. Waiting patiently, cooly, for it to come to her. Will the show start soon? Is her lover on the way? Is there a strapless dress we can’t see? Is she waiting for business associates to come and do her bidding? Is there a smoking gun in her left hand?
Gone is the old header showcasing a snowy sunset and here is the new one inspired by heat, crowded streets and restless sea.
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