I cry everyday

 I don't write this stuff to remember it later, I write it to remember it now.

I read some of the posts I wrote years ago and I can barely make out what I was trying to say.  But I do know at the time I wrote it,  I knew exactly what I was trying to tell myself. At that moment.

Like my friend, Sean Jewell writes "Stories can't be solid or they won't pass through us."

I do cry everyday.  About something or anything, or really about no thing sometimes. It's a good thing.  But I've been doing a lot more of it everyday and I know why now,  years from now maybe I won't remember why the tears today are so salty. 

Washing some coupes after a little happy hour with our next door neighbor

I have a photo that sits on the desktop of my computer that reminds me of why I cry everyday.  I can hardly stand looking at it.  But it is something I have to look at. How much of my failures as a human is part of the photo  How much belong to other people?  How much of the failure of the Grand Plan is to place the blame on?

This is not the photo.  No one gets to see that.

By the way, I cut this block four times.  Still ain't worth a shit.

Another by the way.  I toss this decade old blog out to the universe and expect only a few people around the world to read it a day.  Analytics tell me that.  I used to get numbers in 4-10 views a day.  But a month and half ago, somebody or something in Singapore started to go through every entry a hundred times a day, then the address switched to Hong Kong.  It's discouraging to me that I guess I'm just a way to bounce somebody's address off to hide their identity.  It's dampened my desire to write more.

Starting a new piece of furniture, ok, maybe three pieces for Taylor.

We went on a field trip to touch, see and feel some wood.  I'm going back on my own to pick out the species.  I'm hoping for Black Acacia.  Can't wait to find out what I pick.

A few years ago I gave all my Hasselblad stuff to a young filmmaker friend  of mine.  He's using it. 

Recently I decided to give all my view camera to another filmmaker friend of mine.  I think, even though they both grew up on digital, they are wanting to understand the roots of photography through real film.

He's getting all the 8x10 and 4x5 parts.  Lenses, the whole package.  Not tripods, I still need those.  For those inquisitive types, this is a Horseman, made in Japan.  I know, there are those out there who are saying, "But...but...why not the industry standard Sinar?"  Well, I used Sinar stuff for a full five years as an assistant, knew it intimately but there were super irritating design flaws with Sinar and I chose to go with all Horseman view cameras.

First year of any blooms of quantity on the Wisteria on the front of the studio.

The studio since it faces directly East is turning out to be a big teaching tool for observation of the movement of celestial bodies.  The sun is rising recently at a point where it comes in here.

Alright that's it.  Random and Bonus pics below.