Early on, I wrote a letter to myself – and when I say “I”, I think I’m referring to my most-inner soul, God, or One-ness because I have no idea how I could have generated these thoughts on my own. I wrote it and left it for a long time and found it a few months ago. I was shocked to see what I had written – about myself, about my future – and couldn’t believe how that level of calm insight and vision could have been written by me.
My photos are like a record of the way in which my brain is functioning. The camera is the tool being acted upon, in ways determined by current processing mode and speed of my brain. I let my brain/heart/spirit -> Self act upon the camera, without much directed choice. I just try to see a moment of perfect lighting/color/texture and capture. Continue reading “Understanding Consciousness through Photographic Production”
Gabrielle found this book for me at the library.
A collection of photos, mostly candid, of life in 1970s Seattle.
I’m out of words today so I’ll let the photos speak for themselves: Continue reading “TBT : 1970s Seattle”
Sometimes I’d like to just post photoblogs of daily life because that is enough – I am forever grateful for this experience that I get to call my life and all the wonderful people, places, and pets that are a part of it. This post is a record of what I saw over one November weekend.
In the late afternoon of a crisp fall day, Aoife and I headed out to Golden Gardens park to enjoy the view. We were dismayed to find signage warning us that dogs were not allowed on Seattle beaches as I was primarily going to collect beach glass and shells. Nevertheless, we enjoyed a quick walk, took some photos, and made a stop at the dog park that’s just up the hill.
I could look at houses all day. I do look at houses all day. Prepare for even more house posts in the future: