When you have a conversation with Terry, he spends as much time listening and thinking as he does speaking. Which makes his words all the more interesting to hear when they do come out. He may be soft spoken, but he commands your attention none-the-less.
She reads in silence.
Her lips don’t make a sound. However, occasionally they may move as her eyes leap across the page. Scanning. Looking for meaning in the words on the paper.
Understanding slowly creeping in as she reads further. These are after all, instructions. Yes, I said instructions. The lowest form of literature. Tricksters. Words whose only intent is to confuse and misdirect your thoughts under the guise of providing illumination and understanding. Vile words.
No words ever grew up with the dream of becoming instructions. Poetry, yes. Fiction, yes. Instructions, no.
The boy and I've spent the last couple of days shooting all over Atlanta and North Georgia. While sitting at lunch and talking yesterday, he grabbed my camera and took this portrait of me.
The Boy has got some skills. All I did was basic processing and a small crop. Yes sir, that is my progeny behind that photo. Just saying…
Today is one of those wonderful days that have you giddy the entire week. I’ve been wearing a grin that would put the Cheshire Cat to shame.
And what has had me gleeful with anticipation? Two days with the boy of course. I’ve missed him and this morning he starts his two days off and we are planning a whole bunch of fun. So, if it puts a smile on your face, think of me floating along like a balloon fully of happiness.
Woe unto him that tries to pop me.
Have a great day folks.
Conversely, we all sometimes feel like giants.
What caught my fancy in this photo was that one of the ladies had removed her shoes so that she could feel more comfortable. The Indianapolis Museum of Art is very large, and I would have taken my shoes off for a rest as well, it I had thought of it first.
Have a great day & rest your feet.
Two months ago, I was visiting the Dayton Art Institute where I was walking through an American impressionist exhibit. Following the excellent impressionist exhibit, I stumbled upon an exhibit by Julie Green entitled The Last Supper.
What immediately caught my eyes was the massive number of hand painted plates covering three walls. Most of the plates looked like second hand imitations of flow blue or dutch delft china. All of the plates were painted with images of meals. Not just any meals, the dishes showed the last meal of an executed prisoner.
Numbering more than 540 plates, the impact of the exhibit staggered me. I don’t care which side of the controversial issue you fall on, seeing the sheer numbers of the plates combined with the humanity of the meals was thought provoking. The artwork was sure to make you think through the issue, rethinking your position, and perhaps even changing your mind.
Each plate was different. The prisoner’s last meal was depicted along with the date and state where the execution took place. As I looked at each plate, the fact that a real human being was killed soon after eating two pork chops, mashed potatoes with gravy, green beans, two diet cokes and a piece of pie, served to drive the issue home.
I wondered how many of the people represented by the plates were in fact innocent of the crimes for which they were executed?
It’s taken me more than two months to get to the point where I could share the images and write about them. The display was that powerful.
You can find out more about the exhibit at Julie Green’s website: Julie Green: The Last Supper
If you are lucky and didn’t turn out to be a terrible parent, you are rewarded by having a kid that will grow up into a fantastic adult. My son, Josh, is a perfect example. I am very proud of him and the person he has become. He is kind, generous, thoughtful, adventurous, fearless (except for that heights thing), and for all of you young ladies out there, he is single as well.
For me, the best part is that he is wonderful to be around. We might be just hanging out, eating lunch at Willy’s, or out for a day of shooting. He is a good conversationalist and is comfortable talking to people.
Yeah, I am really proud of him.
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