Monday, August 07, 2006
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Inside: Photos of eyeballs, bees, eyeballs, blue hands, and eyeballs. Also inside: Thoughts I want you to read and to live by and, when especially inspired, to set to opera. Also inside: my fight against vegetable tyranny. Just a little something I do so you don’t have to. You're welcome. Come on in and get your jibber jabber on!
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I don't know how you took this picture but it is fantastic. It IS you.
Well, it was night at our old house. Everyone was asleep. I was feeling incredibly melancholy. (Sp?) I cracked open the door to the garage, turned off all the lights except the car lights, which created a strong horizontal light. I posed partly in and partly out of the light. I put the camera on a self-timer, posed how I felt, and there was the picture. Then I converted it to black and white and amped up the black. Thanks for your comments. They are so sweet.
It FEELS like me more often than it should, I fear.
My first impression was of someone in deep thought and that is how I think of you. You (and Joe) think about things that never cross my mind.
My first impression is one of someone in deep thought and that is how I think of you. Both you and Joe think about things that never cross my mind.
Joe is a very clear, orderly thinker.
I suspect I am driven more by intuition than Joe. I have lots of thoughts, many of them contradictory, that I like to hold together. It makes for incoherence. One can say in a fundamental respect that my simultaneous embrace AND unease of contradiction is a drving part of my personality. Sometimes it makes life very hard.
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