“I Used To Make Machines…”
I have no idea what he meant by that. He was struggling with his words making less and less sense.
These kind of photographs bother me but I’m drawn to them. Human tragedy is hard to ignore.
Message For Today
It seems like centuries have passed since anybody in Washington has made an intelligent decision. I’m totally fed up with the current “gotcha” style of politics. There is a huge global emergency right now! A humane intellect is not in charge.
Hemmed In And Sullen
I have no idea who he is. I think it might have been taken somewhere around the main branch of the Boston Public Library because of the marble and iron background. It doesn’t matter. His facial expression accurately captures the general mood around here.
Stone Fruit Still Life
I rarely, very rarely, do any still life photography. Today is a rare exception. My wife has a distinctive collection of antique stone fruits in an old woven wire bowl. Here is a low light, closeup view of it. The nice colors are the result of Fujifilm’s fine color science.
Waiting At The Intersection
Early today this old man was waiting for the light at the intersection of Beacon and Joy streets in Boston. (He has a cane in his right hand which you can’t see.) When the light changed in his favor he seemed not to notice it for quite a while, barely making it across before the light changed back again.
I tell you this because I think old people, a group I’m definitely a part of, are having a hard time with this lockdown. Death draws nears yet we have little choice but to stay still and wait for it.
Nearby Worry
This photograph is of a runner who has briefly paused her workout to stretch. She’s looking back the way she came as if someone or something is following her. I find the image to be an easy illustration of what we all currently feel about the virus. Things will of course eventually get better but, for now, the fear persists.
Meditative Stillness
I try to meditate for 20 minutes each morning before breakfast. In these endless days of sheltering in place, it helps but, not as much as I’m sure it could. Spoiler alert…I’m not very good.
The main reason, I drink two cups of caffein laden tea before I start, which give me the jitters. However, there are contributing factors too. For instance when my thoughts start to wonder, skittering off to some worthless but, for the moment, interesting topic, I’m slow to drag them back, preferring instead to think about what’s for breakfast than going back to dull chore of peacefully counting in and out breaths. Another reason, I always seem to have to go to the bathroom at exactly the wrong time…enough said.
I’m know there are better ways to meditate but for now, I’ll stay where I am because frankly I’d be lost without it.
