Old English flEogan to fly -- more at FLY
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Monday, January 17, 2011
“If you can’t fly then run, if you can’t run then walk, if you can’t walk then crawl, but whatever you do you have to keep moving forward.”
“As my sufferings mounted I soon realized that there were two ways in which I could respond to my situation — either to react with bitterness or seek to transform the suffering into a creative force. I decided to follow the latter course.”
Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Friday, January 7, 2011
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
I headed for the blob of blight in our neck of the woods: A power plant. If you are reading this blog, you are likely benefiting from electricity. All energy on our planet originates with the sun (except for kinetic energy, such as hydroelectric. Thank you, very clever son of mine). There are some ways to turn bits of sun rays and breezes into electrons. The way this place makes electricity is to take the energy captured by plants, which was then eaten by dinosaurs, who died and decayed, which remains were held under incredible pressure under tons of earth for millions of years...and then pumped up again, refined and burned...to create steam...to turn one giant set of magnets around other magnets... Pretty amazing, if you think about it...
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
While I'm not liking my photos, I am liking this exercise: Since I've given myself these constraints of ten minutes and no editing, I've really got to dig deep to finish my homework. A photographic "moment" isn't likely to drop in during my designated ten minutes, since moments really must contain people in the image. I'm really having to open my eyes to light, symmetry, pattern, shapes and color. And I want to cheat. I wanna cheat so bad. But then I see the U-Haul truck that tells me "U can do it!"
Monday, January 3, 2011
Sunday, January 2, 2011
These aren't great shots today, not by a long shot. But this exercise is in the doing, not what's done. In the photographing, not the photograph.