I work hard for my job. I'm a hard worker. It doesn't matter how you want to describe it, I take pride in what I do. It's disheartening to discover that your employer has little care in the well being of it's employees. Anyhoo, I worked late, stopped for (much needed) groceries on the home, and left abruptly for some time in the park. I needed to decompress. When I arrived, there was this older couple shooting a portfolio for their barbie-doll-look-alike daughter who couldn't have been a day over 17 but was tanned like a well done brisket and had a smile that would stand out in a Brite Smile commercial. I politely interrupted their photo shoot to tell them that I was only there to take pictures of insects and would gladly move out of their way should they need it. I continued with my random stalking of tiny creatures. I eventually ended up in front of this little spider that was, in fact, so tiny that I will have to wait until my diopters and couplers arrive to reverse lens macro this guy to get any detail... however, in front of this little spider, I found myself a mere 6 or so feet from the photo shoot in progress. Mom (the coach) and Dad (the photographer) were busy telling daughter (the visual slut) to pose in all sorts of awkward fashion when I hear something crazy: "pose for me like you do in the mirror when momma isn't around... pose for me like you do when no one is looking... make yourself all sexy... give me sexy like you don't want to show momma..."
Holy shit.
This was a dad talking to his daughter... in front of her mother... I felt instantly and completely out of place. It was like I walked into a movie set and they were about to rush me out of the scene. I pretended not to notice and waited for the guy to run out of film. I could have left, but I wanted to watch the little spider and these people were in the way... sorta... anyhoo, the snaps turned out bad, but I had a relaxing few moments of solitude sans the Beverly Hillbillies eavesdropping. EL made a fucktabulous meal and we spent the rest of the evening together at home. Life is good despite all the bad that can be found when you look for it.
Holy shit is right.
And I really like the direction you’re heading with this whole weblog thing. Your voice, as ever, is insanely genuine and your pictures gets purtier and purtier.
Happy day. Or two.
happy day to you too.
my days will be much happier once all this turmoil is over… i hope your homestead is living fine…
That is a bizarre story. Sick really.
I won’t be near a computer (hoorah!) until Monday, so I want to wish EL a happy birthday - y’all have a great time!
xo!
Thanks!!
have a great weekend!
you’ve taken some beautiful photos of very small things. lately i’ve found myself heading out into the backyard, camera in hand, stalking tiny crawling things defenseless against my lens-weilding powers. they’re so...tiny. it’s humbling to see these small creatures going about life and doing the things they do while people have lives...cities...structures...going on around them. and they’re oblivious. puts things into a perspective for me: what am i oblivious to? the universe is a very big place. i don’t subscribe to any ideas of a supreme being or higher power (i’m agnostic) but still i wonder. sometimes it’s nice to feel small against a bigger backdrop. like a bug. who’s photographing me?
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