at the chicago art institute, i found the people as fascinating as the fabulous art.
Tuesday, March 09, 2010
statue strangers
Monday, March 08, 2010
sly elf stranger...
i shot breakfast with santa for a friend, and of course, the bounty of giggling kid shots was over the top. they were a great group.
a second before i shot this, the face painter was blocking us. this little girl was struggling to watch me and still not move a muscle as her cheek was painted. just as the painter moved, i shot this and a second later my little friend here was giggling and blushing.
Sunday, March 07, 2010
love american style, stranger...
a couple that i spotted on the pier in portland, maine.
in this particular moment there is so much joy; it makes me happy that they are happy. :)
Saturday, March 06, 2010
zenfest stranger...
one hour into learning to spin, the girl teaching me asked, "so, you wanna do it tonight?"
"ugh, did you just see me hit myself in the head with my balls?" (tennis balls in tube socks, don't be crass now.)
i thought... sure, let's light the fuckers and see how i do.
i smiled sweetly and said, "thanks, but no thanks."
i don't remember seeing this guy all day.
Friday, March 05, 2010
Thursday, March 04, 2010
we all suffer...
i recently had a conversation that shut me down. that's not an easy task, i assure you.
it got me thinking about the baggage we carry and the four noble truths. in brief, these are the four noble truths: life means suffering; the origin of suffering is attachment; cessation of suffering is attainable; and there is a path to the cessation of suffering.
what i take away? we all suffer. in being mindful of that, i try to balance the wisdom of that knowledge and cultivate compassion for all sentient beings. so, if a driver cuts me off on the highway, instead of flipping the bird, i try instead to consider that maybe that person is having a rough morning, also.
this is NOT easy.
there is a lot of noise in my head, and i'm trying to keep what is going on in my life straight. people rarely do what i want them to, and i don't understand why i keep getting hurt.
nonetheless, we all suffer. you suffer. i suffer. if i'm told that i have no idea how badly someone has been hurt, they're right. but, i know that they have; i will listen and i will be there.
back to this conversation. i wanted to shout out all the horrible things that have happened to me and all the awful things that have been said to me. i wanted to scream, what about me?
what about me? yes, i've been wronged and i have wronged. but, i will not give up. there is love in my life and there is joy. i refuse to be held back from the possibilities by the pain of my past. there is more to me than that. there are great joys and accomplishments in my past, as well. more importantly, there is more joy and love in my heart for today and tomorrow.
so yes, we all suffer and when you are suffering, i will be here.
it got me thinking about the baggage we carry and the four noble truths. in brief, these are the four noble truths: life means suffering; the origin of suffering is attachment; cessation of suffering is attainable; and there is a path to the cessation of suffering.
what i take away? we all suffer. in being mindful of that, i try to balance the wisdom of that knowledge and cultivate compassion for all sentient beings. so, if a driver cuts me off on the highway, instead of flipping the bird, i try instead to consider that maybe that person is having a rough morning, also.
this is NOT easy.
there is a lot of noise in my head, and i'm trying to keep what is going on in my life straight. people rarely do what i want them to, and i don't understand why i keep getting hurt.
nonetheless, we all suffer. you suffer. i suffer. if i'm told that i have no idea how badly someone has been hurt, they're right. but, i know that they have; i will listen and i will be there.
back to this conversation. i wanted to shout out all the horrible things that have happened to me and all the awful things that have been said to me. i wanted to scream, what about me?
what about me? yes, i've been wronged and i have wronged. but, i will not give up. there is love in my life and there is joy. i refuse to be held back from the possibilities by the pain of my past. there is more to me than that. there are great joys and accomplishments in my past, as well. more importantly, there is more joy and love in my heart for today and tomorrow.
so yes, we all suffer and when you are suffering, i will be here.
waiting for a stranger
shot this late night at the festival as the crowds were dwindling.
did you ever see the movie, Carny? i watched that movie soooo many times. it had Jodie Foster and Gary Busey. i had the biggest crush on his character.
Wednesday, March 03, 2010
peek-a-boo, stranger...
hello young man!
i took this at elephant rock. i had gone hiking and gotten myself lost earlier in the day at a different park. once i found my way back to the trail, i promptly went to elephant rock and tried to get myself lost again. :)
instead, i stumbled upon these ruins of an old train station down at the edge of a trail. a lovely family was just ahead of me poking around the nooks and crannies. the little boy was a delight who played a bit of hide and seek with me.
it was an interesting day... for me, this shot represents a little of what i found that day when i went off the trail. i reclaimed a bit of my childlike adventurer...
i took this at elephant rock. i had gone hiking and gotten myself lost earlier in the day at a different park. once i found my way back to the trail, i promptly went to elephant rock and tried to get myself lost again. :)
instead, i stumbled upon these ruins of an old train station down at the edge of a trail. a lovely family was just ahead of me poking around the nooks and crannies. the little boy was a delight who played a bit of hide and seek with me.
it was an interesting day... for me, this shot represents a little of what i found that day when i went off the trail. i reclaimed a bit of my childlike adventurer...
Tuesday, March 02, 2010
waiting
the march nablopomo is strange... or stranger.
if there is one thing i have a plethora of it is shots of strangers.
i know that i've been slacking on my blogging and haven't successfully done a nablopomo since november. that does not stop me from forming a resolution every month--this is why i eschew nye resolutions. there aren't enough hours in my day regardless of how much enthusiasm i have!
here is day one, a day late... i took this at naughti gras 2009 just before the show. the crowd had just begun to gather when i saw her sitting there waiting...
if there is one thing i have a plethora of it is shots of strangers.
i know that i've been slacking on my blogging and haven't successfully done a nablopomo since november. that does not stop me from forming a resolution every month--this is why i eschew nye resolutions. there aren't enough hours in my day regardless of how much enthusiasm i have!
here is day one, a day late... i took this at naughti gras 2009 just before the show. the crowd had just begun to gather when i saw her sitting there waiting...
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