Woke up to a blustery crash of a thunderstorm, short and sweet, sun coming out now, warm and breezy and fresh, what a day to be alive.
I feel like I question things more than many do, questions about myself and my direction, questions about where I am going and what I am doing. Some people just seem to be and accept or maybe they already know everything they need to about their journey, how can that be?
camping again this weekend, a place called Arrowhead. There are some abandoned places to visit and photograph, exciting.
I recently re-found a bunch of photos from back around 2001, when I was doing a little experiment photographing directly with my scanner. It is quite difficult to lie on a scanner and pose but it happened. I'll have to SCAN the scans and show you. They are a little worse for wear but nonetheless...
I'm in a constant state of unfinished art but I'm starting to realize that it's OK, that maybe that IS the state of my art, I'm satisfied with that. I don't need recognition in any grand way and I don't care if I sell my work or not, it gives me joy to create when I do create, and that's enough.
Some might call that unambitious but I call it peace.
2 dirty hippies blowing your mind:
INSANE storm here this morning.
I kinda like that scary feeling when in bed.
The cat was uneasy and came in to join us.
I like that too!
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