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“…the reason you show someone a photograph is because a photograph is part of a human being — you — and as people we’re more interested in human beings than we are in mountains. By showing a picture, you’re showing an x-ray of your heart. The very silent, marvelous American painter, Edward Hopper, put it very simply. He said, ‘The work’s the man. You can’t get something out of nothing.” ~Ralph Steiner
“…she traveled alone. It’s a good journey, she thought, a continuing worthwhile journey – she hadn’t arrived anywhere, but she wasn’t done yet and that’s the way it had always been and that’s the way she liked it. There was no other way.” ~ Ronee Blakley
“I spent my entire youth writing slowly with revisions and endless rehashing speculation and deleting and got so I was writing one sentence a day and the sentence had no FEELING. Goddamn it, FEELING is what I like in art, not CRAFTINESS and the hiding of feelings.” ~Jack Kerouac
“Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and trouble is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?” ~John Keats
Via Kevin Sessums: “John Keats penned this in 1819, to George and Georgina Keats in a letter that has become known as The Vale of Soul-Making.”
“You might consider love day a consumerist ploy.You can view anything, anyway you want, that is your right. I, however consider it a heightened opportunity to highlight a love affair in which you love everyone and have compassion for all you meet. It easy to love the loveable. It is the unloveable who need your love the most. Happy St.Valentine’s day. May you inhale the fragrance of a rose, taste divine chocolates and each other !..Bliss for breakfast. The most important meal of the day. I love YOU….” ~Michael Des Barres
I am trying to edit down around 20,000 iPhone photos for my April show at the Cherry Branch Gallery.
All is going well (at 4 in the morning) until I get to the hundreds (thousands?) of Poppy pictures I took last summer.
I am obsessed with my Poppies. I get why people boil them down to goo and smoke them (is that how it works?), I would too, as a matter of fact I thought about it many times last summer. There is something so hypnotic and narcotic about just looking at them, why not smoke them?
Cray, Cray. Total Poppy madness.
If the madness moves you…
My garden is a bit haphazard, true to my ADD nature. First, I started out with great plans but ended up throwing seeds where they might land, forgetting where they were planted, watering everything I could in hopes that they would remember what I had set them out to do.
I over planted tomatoes and zucchini. I didn’t plant anything else. Besides wildflower mix. Better to walk before you run, I say.
In the summer of 2012, I stalked Dunga Brook’s gardens with my iPhone and its wondrous *Olloclip attachment.
I lost track of time as I took photograph after photograph of the tiny little things that made my childhood so dreamlike.
Through this haphazard gardening and photography, I reconnected to the flora and the fauna closest to my feet and dearest to my heart.
I can’t wait for summer to come again, can you?
If you’d like to buy a copy of this photograph, please do and thank you!
“To the complaint, ‘There are no people in these photographs,’ I respond, There are always two people: the photographer and the viewer.” ― Ansel Adams