A writer has discipline....something that I don't.
My mother said that one had to write when they were called to,
not when they felt like it.
Well, I sure as hell do not feel like it.
I didn't feel like running a marathon either.
So I told everyone I would.
That way it would get done regardless.
Maybe that is what is happening here?
I'm really just in a "I'll show you" mode
and it will fade the first time I have to go 3 days without a shower.
Maybe. But is much more likely that I will adapt.
I don't know where I will be for the next two days.
Saturday though....I am photographing a Muslim family.
All day.
And I have to say that I am honored that they are willing to allow me to begin documenting this time in America with them.
Blessed.
Scared too.
not by them, but by the thought of colored film.
I have never used it for artistic purposes...maybe a bit in Jamaica?
But there is no way to do this without color.
This I can see now.
A few pictures today.
I can feel my eyes warming
and the sound of the shutter was a comfort.
As long I have film,
and Che continues to smile wide....
things are as they should be.
I believe.
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I am alongside you - I hope you can tell. I hope things are going well. Good luck with the photos and interview tomorrow. I hope.
ReplyDeleteHAHAH You look at going three days without a shower as a _challenge_, not a _privilege of adulthood_.
ReplyDeleteThat's a telling difference between us.
That boy never stops smilin wide
So you'll be all good all the time.
Hope your shoot went well today.