Friday, March 7, 2014
Saturday, March 1, 2014
Thursday, February 27, 2014
Wednesday, February 26, 2014
Obviously it started out as a log. But through some strange unknown process foreign slabs of wood are mysteriously integrated into the stump. And the wood has been aged, or distressed, to a curious texture.
It is a masterful and primitive looking work of art.
Taking a photo like this feels a bit like a rip off to me. Sure I have made creative decisions about angle, framing and cropping, but I have captured something that is only a refection of the creation of someone else.
But maybe that is OK. To quote filmmaker Jim Jarmusch:
"Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination".
Monday, February 24, 2014
Saturday, February 22, 2014
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
It was shot on September 25, 2002, with my first digital camera, a Canon Powershot S100 (the first one made back in 2001... there is another camera of the same name and model made in 2011!). The little camera was capable of two-megabytes of jpeg quality, and to make matters even more challenging, this is a small crop of the original exposure. The photo was ratty enough that I have now run it though a Topaz plug-in to mask the limitations of the low quality image. The resulting photo has a retro, almost postcard quality that I enjoy... but I don't think anyone would ever claim it is a technically good picture (click the picture to see it bigger and badder).
So why do I keep this picture on my desk?
It is to me a reminder that good things can happen even when you become convinced that they will not.
I had lost my job of almost 30 years due to a company reduction-in-force... a layoff. Being fifty years old and having only worked for one company for almost all of my career, I did not have much luck finding new employment. In fact after searching for almost seven months I became convinced that no respectable employment would ever be offered to me.
But in time a good opportunity did materialize. This photo was shot across the parking lot of the new office during my first week on the job. I was really lucky.
My new job lasted for ten years, and then though another twist of fate, I was again out of work before I was ready to retire. Once again luck smiled on me and I found another great job which I have been at for almost two years now.
So this little picture has been a totem for me, reminding me that good opportunities are always possible, with a bit of luck, and sufficient persistence.