It seems like ages ago, but it’s really only about two weeks, I think, that Jessica sent me a link to a Magnum Photos post by Gueorgui Pinkhassov and asked what I thought of it. I didn’t have much of a response then, but I had not given the piece enough attention. I’d like to… Read More A Reply
I’m finding it harder and harder to put images and words together, coming to see them as being mutually exclusive. Will this take on things last? It’s hard to say, but right now, I’m being led to the conclusion that combining words with images is taking the easy way out, or maybe the easy way… Read More Words and Images
I read another chapter of The Religious Sense this morning, and one of the notions Giussani sets forth in it was illustrated in my life as I was reading. Giussani was talking about the importance of tradition, but he explained that we cannot start in the past and look to the present or future. We… Read More Trying Not to Get Tangled in the Threads
Teatime rolled around, and I pulled out Flannery O’Connor’s Mystery and Manners, as I’m determined to actually finish the book before the month is over. It is time. Sometimes I look at my relationship with books and think, “Wow. There’s some serious dysfunction going on here.” At some point in my bookstore career (I think… Read More Small Accomplishments
The first thing I noticed when I entered my studio this morning was the pile of books on my desk: Easy Grammar, Singapore Math, Cursive Handwriting. The books belong to the kids, and I still need to correct their work from yesterday. I have to clean bathrooms, too, and vacuum the living room. Yesterday was… Read More Who Am I Working For?
A ringing phone woke me at 8:30. I was dreaming about who-knows-what at the time. The interruption left me too awake to fall back to sleep but too groggy to do much else. Soon enough, my mind was wandering and I suddenly found “Eat the Rich” by Krokus playing in my head. What is wrong… Read More Labeling Laziness
The phone pulled me out of a dream. With a dental cleaning scheduled for Jack tomorrow, I should have known to expect it. I’m up now. The house is a bit cool, but the sun is streaming through the windows and the coffee is brewing. I should be warmed up soon. I just took a… Read More Scattered
•••Each day is new, with no mistakes in it. Take a picture.••• Well, yesterday was filled with too much information. I’ve not even come close to dealing with it, but I’ll see what I can accomplish today. “The problem with photography as an art form is that it can be very hard to be ambiguous.”… Read More What Do You Think You Know?
•••Each day is new, with no mistakes in it. Take a picture.••• Yesterday I wrote that I’m not going to count any more, and I’m not. I’m sick to death of everything being quantified: how many “friends” one has on that evil social media site that shan’t be named (but ironically contains the word “book”;… Read More Just Keep Swimming