A one day photo project: browse Portland by car. It’s easy to get caught up in traffic when sitting behind a steering wheel, so I decided to take a deeper look at what I’m not seeing when I keep my eyes on the bumper in front of me
Here’s a few of my immediate faves from the first few “rolls” (digital snaps from a 4G memory stick + Nik’s Silver Efex Pro plug-in for Aperture): ones that are blurry, catch motion & cautionary glances from people looking more at my camera than I am at them.
Recently, I found myself wondering why it is I photograph. It’s something I’ve wanted to re-engage with, without really knowing why. And I needed a strong connection to make the time for it I’d need to commit. I was surprised at my self-serving reply:
where do i already exist? where am i missing? what’s new. what’s familiar. and what’s in between. the nuances in relationships between times, space and people. where i can disappear and what’s ultimately mine. studying the laws of the universe around me so i can both adapt and take form, and try on the infinity of rules so i can feel comfortable existing.
I don’t know that I’ll ever be comfortable, for as soon as I master a new realm (be it a social circle or new activity) I’m already thirsting for something new. This insatiable hunger for experiential learning (I’m not someone to sandbag on your trivia team) propels me so long as I don’t hide in my fears.
And that’s me: Photographer as a healing, mental and spiritual practice. A social confidante.
If you don’t get Poets.org’s Poem a Day, I suggest you check it out. Here’s a snippet from a new fave.
I do not think you’ll escape
I do not think
you’ll escape this night
bees in clover
summer half over
friends without lovers
I bite a carrot
horsefly bites me
I thought it was you
moving through the trees
but it was the trees
I thought it was your finger
grazing my knee
it was the breeze
A horse hair falls into the water and grows into an eel. Even Aristotle believed that frogs formed from mud, that mice sprouted like seedlings in the damp hay. I used to believe the world spoke in code. I lay awake and tried to parse the flashes of the streetlight— obscured, revealed, obscured by the wind-sprung tree. Stranded with you at the Ferris wheel's apogee I learned the physics of desire—fixed at the center, it spins and goes nowhere. Pliny described eight-foot lobsters sunning themselves on the banks of the Ganges. The cuckoo devouring its foster mother. Bees alighting on Plato's young lips. In the Andes, a lake disappears overnight, sucked through cracks in the earth. How can I explain the sunlight stippling your face in the early morning? Why not believe that the eye throws its own light, that seeing illuminates the world? On the moon, astronaut David Scott drops a hammer and a falcon feather, and we learn nothing we didn't already know.
Artist Reception: Aug 3, 2009
Jewel Mlnarik, a local artist and digital media and project consultant, shows a selection of her black and white photos from a road trip across America. The portraits, a selection from her Talk to Strangers series, explore the commonalities threaded through us all. Swing by Echo Restaurant before August 12 to take a look, enjoy a vintage cocktail or refreshing beer, cool off in the air conditioning and talk to strangers. Friends are OK, too.
Artist reception is Monday night, August 3rd from 5pm – close. Swing by for happy hour, dinner or conversation.
How timely that I should receive an email touting a handful of games for photo geeks, just days after chatting up with friends how much I absolutely LOVE and need games in my life. (Athletic, competitive, card, dice, board, etc – NOT of the mind variety.)
So I decide to join “Mission 24” on Flickr. Someone sends out a topic and everyone has 24 hours to submit 2 NEW photos on their interpretation of the word. I join in with 2 hrs left in the current assignment. It’s on “CHANGE”.
Here’s my first submission:
Interesting and appropriate topic. I desperately both fear and hunger for change. There’s a pain in getting stuck in the same ruts and a risk in venturing out into the unknown. So here’s to joining a new group and trying something new.
Another quick attempt to procrastinate on engaging entries, here’s another shot at the “picture a day” project. So check it out and come back in a year and see how mine develops.