Lucid Living

Okay, so this was a good day, a day when the elements and flow were right there, right in place, right on.

It began with this couch that sat along the curb of one one of Winston-Salem's most beautiful curves. Upper Glade Street. The road should really be called Glide Street. The road is wide and steep, and makes a curvaceous slow and sexy letter S as it ambles down toward Hawthorne Road.

The couch talks to me, it insists on being photographed. But I feel the need to find a person to sit on the couch so I can make the album cover that flashed into my head.

Along comes a wonderfully dressed man with dark glasses and a felicitous spring in his black-loafered step. Sure, he says, OK I'll meet you on Glade.

My friend, H, and I put a recycle bag atop the seat cushion of the discarded couch and down sits Mister Good Guy. Bam. The photograph realized.

Henri Cartier-Bresson, the French photographer I seem to quote way too much, said something I often think about. He said, "To be lucid about your home is the most difficult."

I felt I was in the zone of lucid looking when this image materialized. Thanks to HW and CR and the muses that showed up that fateful afternoon.

Two for Tuesdays

I love the way the oars reach toward each other. The assurance of a simple touch can't be underestimated.

Summertime Evening

A pool standing still is an invitation. Come in. Walk down the stairs. Join the trees and the clouds. Make them ripple with your presence.

Good Morning

Summer morning never looked lovelier. Hope everyone here at home is enjoying the soft falling rain.

Two for Tuesdays

On a cloudy afternoon in Chicago last week I ran across these two colorful girlie girls. So full of whimsy and stylized silly. Check out the orange comb in the pocket.

The Square Root of Monday

I've been missing my blog, a phrase I never imagined I say, let alone mean. But it's true.

I was traveling west to Chicago, Seattle, Lopez Island, and Vancouver. Thanks to all we visited along the way. I'll be sharing more about that adventure later, but today it's Monday. It's Monday morning in a big way - the trip is over, and I have a lot of projects on my mind, on the to do list, and on the calendar. And, the house, well, it's pretty grimy.

This image from Melbourne conjures something of that getting ready vibe I'm feeling.

Everyone waiting for the light to turn from red to green. Cars idled, bikes lined up in a neat queue, walkers looking for the walk sign to flash. On your mark, get set, go.

Take That

Making faces is part of the fun of working with models. The ability to go beyond the smile or the stare opens things up quite a bit. Gotta thank the tenth wonder here for all she brings to the experience.

Two for Tuesday

It's the direct stare and those limbs that seems so unified in this kangaroo two. Hilarious bouncy creatures on this big earth.

I don't know about you, but to my eyes, the parent figure appears a little stronger with those antenna ears and that wtf back position. The young one looks to be smelling the invader peering in.

Not So Sure

You ever get the feeling that you're floating and don't really want to be?

The swirl and movement of people, emotions, and projects in my kitchen, in my head, and in my morning dreams has pushed the ground right out from under me. Sometimes it's really cool and sometimes it's uncomfortable.

Not sure what else to say.