Sometimes I can just chalk it up to pure momentary dumb luck - not karma that I experience things that I don't like experiencing. Like for instance, yesterday.. I thought I was running late to an appointment and encountered a man riding his bike on a major road during the afternoon rush! Although he had sacks of groceries on both handle bars, I thought, "I'll be darned!" Or, in reality I came to realize... "What faith!" Though, I could never risk my life that way.. And I have faith! And common sense not to get on a highway on a bike lugging groceries at 3 o'clock in the afternoon. I know.. riding on the sidewalk is illegal.. But I'd rather have a ticket than a toe tag. I crack myself up laughing about this.. And I bless this guy whoever he is. Anyway..
This weekend is my last opportunity to develop, print and mount 30 photos for Finals presentation next week. I'm hardly ready. But I taking some last minute shots this morning before class: Film and digital. Why do I torture myself? Like the guy on the bike in rush hour? There's got to be some kind of magic in photography that persuades you to keep pushing til you get the shot. Even if you don't know what the shot is. Or if it'll even present itself. I'm crazy, that's what it is. Or maybe with some dumb luck I'll take 10 perfect shots with the 35mm film camera and the film will develop perfectly and the negatives will print perfectly... Faith and begorrah! Pushing past failure like Mizzou in the SEC! Yikes!
As stress shows up on my face and around my eyes.. And because I strive to chill between photoshop lab & the darkroom..
I have a bag of tricks to fix and git me through the next few days of final touches:
Plus I went ahead & cut off some more hair. Actually.. I'm discovering I like being in a barber shop vs a beauty salon. Men smell better and they have senses & sense about things that women don't. Liberating!
Anyone can teach you about love... but I can make you good at it!
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