I have not written in quite some time. I could say that I have been very busy with work, which is true. I could say that we have been going through a lot of difficult family issues, which is also true.
But that is not the reason. The reason is that I have been basically knocked speechless. I do not recognize the world I am living in. I do not recognize my country. Apparently everything I was ever told that made the USA a great and exceptional country is a lie.
Forgetting everything else: a president- elect who lost the popular vote by almost 3 million votes; a President-elect who lies every hour on the hour and whose apologists say we can all have our own special facts, that “we live in a post-fact world,”; a North Carolina Republican Party that brags in a press release about disenfranchising African- American voters; citizens who say that Hillary Clinton collecting fees for speaking to Goldman-Sachs disqualify her to be President but Trump appointing people who have worked at Goldman-Sachs is cool; forgetting all of that…the images coming out of Standing Rock leading up to Thanksgiving were horrifying.
I don’t really care here about the “law”, about legal interpretations of treaties or any of that. Isn’t it time to let Native Americans have what little we left to them? Isn’t it time to admit to the genocide of the original North American population performed over the past four centuries, apologize, and at the least, not take anything else from the Native American population?
I was taught that we were all created equal, that this was an ideal we had never lived up to but each passing decade and generation brought us closer to that dream. That was clearly bullshit. Seemingly close to 48% of the population who can bother to vote do not believe or accept that and have organized things in such a way that the minority rules.
It has been a really hard month. And that is before we talk about the national disaster.
We interred Katherine’s mom yesterday. As Katherine put it she was a strong woman and a force of nature. She had not been herself for a number of years so there is some relief but, of course, no matter how much you expect it, it is still painful.
She was a Bush Republican so we didn’t agree on much politically but she would have been horrified at what is happening in her party today.
Anyway, when we came back from the cemetery yesterday, I went up to her roof deck to look at the harbor. (She lived in Chatham MA). Lo and behold, a whale was swimming through the bushes on her property Talk about magic.
I am deep into a very personal project that I am calling (at least for now) Trans_Lucent. I finally got to work on it a bit in the last week. Much is focused on in-Camera double exposures (not all but much) and I added a piece last week.
You can see the whole current first draft (or maybe first several chapters) on my webpage at Transitory.
I have been gone awhile. I don’t think one is supposed to complain when one is getting too much work to post on WordPress but… complain I might…but I won’t.
It was source of great amusement to several people the other day, that I frequently say “yes, but”…
It is true, I do…but, so what?
I could also complain about being the meat and cheese in the sandwich but I share that with too many folks of my age and it is boring (sad but…boring.)
In any case, here is the latest addition to my work.
I went to a photo critique at the B&H Event Space today. I showed one of my favorite in-camera double exposure images from the summer…
This was a group crit lead by four very talented folks, two from the B&H Event Space and two from the Soho Photo Gallery. Several of them felt it was too green. One suggested de-saturating the image…
two others suggested taking it into black and white…
So I figured let us see. You go to crits to learn something and get other’s opinions and ideas, yes? So I thought I would give it a whirl.
Granted, I have not spent a lot of time tweaking the two alternates but I didn’t just push a button and say, enough, either.
I would love to hear anyone’s thoughts on which image they prefer.
Last night we took a sunset journey down the Hudson to the Statue of Liberty aboard the Schooner America 2.0 run by Classic Harbor Line. Some thunder, a little rain and a great deal cooler than the 94 degrees (heat index 107) that it was on shore.
The headliner was an artist, writer, singer, rock n’ roller, uniquely associated with NYC and Robert Mapplethorpe. Patti Smith came out and blew the roof off (metaphorically.) She is still powerful, still political, now rocking a kind of Cousin It look at times. She had the crowd up and dancing from the get-go.