Things Farther from the Camera Appear Smaller
It’s late, and I didn’t think I’d get anything typed up today, but it’s worth the effort. Appearances keep changing. Martial law essentially went into effect here in Maine at 12:01 yesterday morning, but here in my house, where I’ve…
Do We Recognize the Nuances?
I am sitting at my computer, because there is some semblance of peace here in the living room, and because I decided yesterday that I’d like to make more of an effort. What does it mean, though? Will I be…
Whatever is Closer Appears Larger
Reading my old Collecting Thoughts posts generally affects me in one of two ways: I either hang my head in shame or I think, I need to revisit that and expand upon it. Once in a while, though, I find…
Consolidated
It is still too sunny to deal with any images in Lightroom. In other words, there is too much light for Lightroom. Sounds strange, I know, but having my desk in front of the living room’s back window has affected…
I Keep Trying to Clean my Room
Maybe it’s because I can’t escape the bits and bobs about politics that manage to fit through the nooks and crannies of my life, but I keep thinking about something Jordan Peterson said in an interview or lecture on not…
We’re All Human
What am I? A human being. Place no other labels upon me, please. What do I do? Well, many things, but for now, let’s just say that I collect and create words and images. What do I want to do…
But, Wait
Viktor Frankl reminds me that it is about the long run. I’m thankful for the message this morning. It is one we don’t hear often enough in our instantaneous world.
Instant Questions and Answers
The moment is enough. Make the effort to mark it somehow: write the story, take the picture, make the art.
Tides
Thank goodness for Brad and his Budget Blinds. Without them, I’d be blind, for the sun is actually shining today, and it seems to be pouring out all the lumens it has been hoarding for too long. In a similar…
What I Need to Write Today
“Live in day-tight compartments” is the phrase that comes to mind whenever I think of Dale Carnegie’s book, How to Stop Worrying and Start Living. I’ve read it two or three times, finding in each encounter with the book what…
And Again
“Learn to run roughshod over the obstacles in your head” are the first words I posted at a new site I created long ago in the hopes of finally finding the right venue for my words. The domain I purchased…
Maybe It’s About Loosening the Grip
How much of my art is a holding onto the past? How much of it is a letting go? I posed those two questions in a journal entry once. Well, knowing me, more than once. As I mentioned in a…
