September 29, 2016
bicycles are vehicles, bicycles as therapy, bicycles as transportation, Boda Boda, Things that can be carried on a bike, urban simplicity, Yuba Boda Boda
#707…a cardboard box containing 3 loaves of freshly baked honey-oatmeal whole wheat bread, a dough rising bucket, 3 bread loaf pans, a camera bag with an extra lens, a book bag with books, a chef’s coat, and a pair of kitchen clogs.
#708…a small rucksack containing a complete change of clothes (it was raining earlier in the day), two bottles of wine, a plate of rice pilaf, two books, a laptop computer, a camera with an extra lens, a pair of kitchen clogs, $32 in groceries, and a small paperback copy of the Bhagavad Gita.
Things that can be carried on a bike.
September 23, 2016
Buffalo, Contemplative Photography, l'heure bleue, photography as therapy, the blue hour, urban simplicity, waterfront
“Embrace light. Admire it. Love it. But above all, know light. Know it for all you are worth, and you will know the key to photography.”
~ George Eastman
So today was my day off. Sort of. I had off of work (in the traditional sense) but I had tons to do, including work for school, which I’ve recently enrolled. Anyhow, as a de-stresser I thought I’d head to the waterfront on this first day of autumn and have a few beers and take a few photos. I’ve been to this location more times to count, and you’ve seen many of the photos. So tonight I did something different, in a way. I’ve been fascinated with sunset photos for quite some time…how the light changes and how you can manipulate the light with the camera settings (I’m in love with long exposure). Anyhow, I set my camera on a tripod at sunset, focused it, and took the same shot every ten minutes for an hour. When it became too dark, I put the camera away, ordered another beer, and just watched the boats pass in the night. And that was the true de-stresser🙂 Click any photo for a slightly larger view.
September 22, 2016
five quotes, people who inspire me, poetry, Quotes, urban simplicity,
“There is a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in.”
“Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.”
“Children show scars like medals. Lovers use them as a secrets to reveal. A scar is what happens when the word is made flesh.”
“How can I begin anything new with all of yesterday in me?”
“I don’t consider myself a pessimist. I think of a pessimist as someone
who is waiting for it to rain. And I feel soaked to the skin.”
“If you don’t become the ocean, you’ll be seasick every day.”
“Reality is one of the possibilities I cannot afford to ignore”
“The older I get, the surer I am that I’m not running the show.”
“My reputation as a ladies’ man was a joke that caused me to laugh bitterly through the ten thousand nights I spent alone.”
More Five Quotes.
September 12, 2016
Earth, inspiration, love, urban simplicity,
So this is the tippy top of our incredibly beautiful city hall. It’s lit up red, white, and blue tonight in remembrance of 9/11. I had been to the waterfront this evening taking photos and was on my way home when this stopped me in my tracks. Like many Americans (and probably non-Americans alike) I’ve been thinking a lot about 9/11 today…and how it changed things. It was our loss of innocence in many ways. Everyone has their stories about where they were when they first heard about it. But my most personal story came the day after, when details of the people who perished began to be announced. One of the planes carried children. Half a classroom is what I remember them saying. I can’t remember if they were on their way to Washington or New York (with parents, teachers, and chaperones) but at the time they were the same age as my son, who is now in his twenties. I was at home and when I heard this news I remember literally crumbling to the ground. I also remember yelling–cursing–at God. How could you let this happen?! I yelled. What kind of God are you? And then as days and weeks passed I heard of the heroic actions that not only professionals did but also everyday citizens. Some of them lost their own lives trying to save others. As this was the conversation of nearly everyone for so long, I also remember hearing a conversation in the steam room at the local JCC where I steam and swim. Two older gentlemen were talking about this terrible event and one finally blurted out–almost wailed–“Where is God, where is He during this?” After a really long pause–an uncomfortably long pause–the other person said, almost whispered, “God is in the response. God is in the response to all of this. We can either choose hatred or we can choose love. And I want to choose love,” this man continued. “I want to help any way I can, even if it is simply sitting in a steam room and discussing this.” I personally was not at this horrific event, nor did I lose someone close to me in it. But I mourn them. They were part of us and we part of them. We can either choose hatred or we can choose love. And today I choose love. Our country–if not the world–is broken. And we need to fix it. If we want to survive as a species, it’s the only way. Seriously. We don’t need to “like” everyone, but we do need to love them as fellow citizens on this rock we call earth. It really is the only way. Love.
September 6, 2016
Buffalo, Contemplative Photography, l'heure bleue, Moon, photography as therapy, Summer, urban simplicity, waterfront,
So I had to work this past weekend. All of it. This, of course, is not unusual for someone in the food-service industry. It’s the norm, actually. But for some reason this past weekend bothered me more than usual. It was Labor Day weekend, it was beautiful weather, and I felt like having off work. But alas I did not. With this said, I luckily work early morning/afternoon hours which allowed me to have much of the evenings free. So I rode to our waterfront–which is a mere 2 miles from my front door–where there is an outdoor bar with music and one of the best views in the city. In a way I was pretending that I had the holiday weekend off. So I’d sip my beer and snap photos in the ever-changing view in front of me and watch the sun set over the Canadian shoreline. And as the light changed so did the view. I snapped probably 100 photos, but these are a few of my favorites. The sky was crystal clear each evening, and the setting new moon present. In the second to last photo the planet Venus is also visible. And in the bottom photo is a silhouette of a local tall ship, the Spirit of Buffalo. Anyhow, being there on the water really soothed me; it’s just what I needed…a sort of visual therapy. Click any photo for a slightly larger view.
September 1, 2016
bicycles as transportation, Car Free, Things that can be carried on a bike, urban simplicity,
Boxes and totes containing photos of various sizes. Also, a camera bag, a pair of pants, a pair of shoes, and two slices of pizza.
Postscript: I was bringing home what remained of my photo show at a local gallery. The good news is that I was bringing home a lot less that what I initially took to the show…meaning, a lot of the photos sold. Thank you to everyone who attended–either the night of the opening or throughout the month–and especially those who purchased photos.