I bought a new cell phone recently, which has a 3.2 megapixel camera, which in my mind is a kind of precursor to a DSLR camera that I hope to get in the near future. Yes, photography is on my mind.
When I was a lad, I used to go on photo jaunts with my Aunt Ruth, who was a world traveler and an avid photographer. In fact, I remember on one occasion entering a few photos into a kind of contest sponsored by the photography club that she belonged to. No, I did not win anything, but I think I got a number of positive remarks, and more importantly some feedback. Regardless of what happened, however, I remember the thrill of seeing one of my photographs “up there” on display, for others to bear witness to. In short, thrilling.
All this said, the purpose of this post is not primarily to talk about my plans to recover a passion lost along the way. It’s about my attempt to break this brief period of blogging silence. As I have said elsewhere, I love and hate writing. When I am looking at the blank page, I hate writing because I am overwhelmed by possibilities, and I hate being overwhelmed. Once I have gotten a few words down, however, and once the meaning and rhythm of those words begin to take shape, I begin to truly enjoy writing. So, this blog is about getting a few words down, and perhaps it is about giving the bird to the critical part of myself that tends to squelch my desire to write (or do anything for that matter).
So, here it is. A picture and a few words. The picture is my two feet, connected to my crossed legs, which are connected to my seated body, on top of which is my thinking head. I am thinking about life, the human condition, and the salvation of my soul. I am also thinking about good food, good movies, good books, and some ideas I might pursue to create some good pictures, as well as the inspiration I feel when I look at good photography, hear good music, or participate in good conversation. Perhaps, in the end, my two feet just represent my need to get off butt and take a few steps. Whatever the case may be, my silence is now broken.