One More Round

To anyone who reads this, Happy New Year!
An interesting sentiment….very human. We like to take note of any occasion, and if we get to greet one another with positive vibes, that’s even better.

Every year is dotted with a mix of trials and overcoming trials. Things accomplished, things left undone. Victory(s) and failure(s). We look in retrospect and decide to make or remake goals.

In November 2018, I decided to gather all of my physical work together. The goal was to finish them and get rid of them. A “cleaning house” move. I completely failed for many reasons. Most notably, I became distracted in paths that require too much time. Video creation. Yup, I love making videos and to do it correctly, it sucks up time. Watch movie credits at the end of a simple presentation (without CGI or special effects) and the list is very long.

My distractions were so strong that I uploaded very little new work to my print site!

I’ve realized over the years, failure is not a negative experience unless nothing is learned from it. So what did I learn? As much as I love making videos, I must continue in a much more disciplined pattern. Return to the plan. Finish my works, sell them, give them away, and move forward.

Because we have seasons, we know something is happening. We can look at the stars and the moon and know changes are occurring. If this was not the case, then when would we decide to be resolute about something?

Perhaps, when the sun is going down, and the colors of the evening are exploding and beckoning. When it is relatively quiet and instead of harried photo making, I just stop and take in the moment to have the moment move through me. Looking down from the clouds, I can see the clutter in my paths. From there I can make plans.

Close some doors, ignore those rooms and clean up one at a time. Happy new year everyone!

Dark Energy

Thank you WP community for your positive energy!
I had to get that out of the way. This rant is not about anyone here.

I will be taking off work for the next week and will likely not post anything during that time.
What that means is I need to get everything to a state of manageability without my presence (at my workplace). Usually, a doable task that takes an hour or two out of the ordinary week.
As can happen. This week was an avalanche of contract reviewing, problem solving, fire extinguishing, etc. etc. That on top of what I am supposed to be doing.
Things pile up and the squeeze starts to happen. I feel it in my gut….in my bones. Little things become big things. I caught a cold. I overslept this morning. My poor wife caught my cold! Why did I let that happen! Pick up the slack…sign this…do that. Why did that guy just insult me? I don’t even know him! Why is everyone driving like they are comatose?


Clear the mind.
Paper and pen. Write it all down. Prioritize. What must be done now? Assess feasibility for outcomes. How will this impact other scheduled duties? Assess feasibility for outcomes.
Identify issues.
Delegate fixes with end dates and follow ups. Enter them in the calendar for review when you return.
Will I need to take some work home with me? Yes. But, it is minimal. It can be accomplished without a visual interference to the family.

I moved out of “management” four years ago, but it has followed me regardless. Such is the life of a salaried employee.

Everyone, have a good week. If you celebrate the holidays do so with all your might. Hug your loved ones every day. Look into their eyes, and smile…..that dark energy will melt away.

photomanipulation – Self Portrait –

Slow Coma

In the summer sun
We are all boisterous
Drunk with our own strength and beauty

Then comes that first day
Its coolness uncomfortable
Rabbit stays holed up

Tension fills the body
Constricted veins
Thicken skin like the tortoise

Fingers become nervous
Dancing earnestly
Anticipating the end

Ears, hair, nose
And become sails for the wind

Soon there will be ice
And we all do our part
For the return

Edge of Sleep

Meeting you is so sweet.
I have become somewhat self-conscious.

The only time you will see me
Is at night
Right, at that transitory moment.

When my eyes close
And the spinning begins.
The roar of wind encircles me

Standing on a world
In a sea of tumultuous waves
Debris spiraling in tornadic mayhem.

‘Til your words stop the violence
Trees and mountains fall into the sea
And we drink very strong tea together

single frame photo – polar coordinates and masking