(JP in a cameo role.)
Art, Book reviews, Ceramics, Photographs, Postcards, Quick Fiction, Quotations, and (Usually Aquatic) Reflections. (P.S. This blog looks better in the web version.)
Friday, August 26, 2016
Sunday, August 21, 2016
Understory
What do you see?
What's happening?
How does the shot feel to you?
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Or, is this is a crime scene photograph?
If so, what's the crime?
What happened?
Or, is it about to happen?
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Story-thoughts always make me happy.
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"Why do you think in terms of crime, Matt, especially crime stories?" a friend asks.
Family tradition?
Literary tradition?
Even Homer's epics are crime stories, if you want to take that angle . . . .
What's happening?
How does the shot feel to you?
___
Or, is this is a crime scene photograph?
If so, what's the crime?
What happened?
Or, is it about to happen?
-------
Story-thoughts always make me happy.
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"Why do you think in terms of crime, Matt, especially crime stories?" a friend asks.
Family tradition?
Literary tradition?
Even Homer's epics are crime stories, if you want to take that angle . . . .
Sunday, August 14, 2016
Saturday, August 13, 2016
Friday, August 12, 2016
Kelp (Forest) Love
These shots aren't as crisp as I'd like, but I still like them. I still like them as aids to memory.
Tuesday, August 9, 2016
Curious Yellow
Shift the horizon out of true and there's a different sort of truth available, I think.
Here: paddling past Monterey harbor and breakwater with the town in the background as well--though a bit of swell makes that view slightly kiltered.
Shift from one horizon to another, and you'll make another sort of truth available too.
--I'm the kiltered one with this shot, though that is the true view while paddling, the horizon at a slight slant. If you are lucky, kayaking (and swimming) will leave you feeling that rocking-swaying-surging in your soul and bones, proprioceptively, long after the sea-session ends, even unto bedtime. If you are really lucky, you'll wake with such sea-legs.
Get kiltered: not a bad motto these days . . . .
Shift from one horizon to another, and you'll make another sort of truth available too.
--I'm the kiltered one with this shot, though that is the true view while paddling, the horizon at a slight slant. If you are lucky, kayaking (and swimming) will leave you feeling that rocking-swaying-surging in your soul and bones, proprioceptively, long after the sea-session ends, even unto bedtime. If you are really lucky, you'll wake with such sea-legs.
Get kiltered: not a bad motto these days . . . .
Sunday, August 7, 2016
Saturday, August 6, 2016
Free Diving: Down, Around, and Up Again
Low visibility shots: hold your breath.
Mother-of-pearl, the decaying shell of an abalone, shining through the bottom rubble.
Slightly out of focus, as the swell pulls me away from the bottom.
Poor visibility--as often the case in California--but for me that increases the wonders when one swims down, swims close.
I wonder what's over there, through there.
Snails continuing sea urchin depredation?
A murky photo that catches the actual experience, I think.
Likewise, an overbright shot that reveals that shift from the dark depths, even just a dozen or so feet down, to the sunshine surface. It was actually foggy up there, but the overbright contrast is due to my amphib-camera struggling to make that shift.
Friday, August 5, 2016
Thursday, August 4, 2016
Risk Assessment
Mendocino sea-cave that leads through a cathedral arch to an amphitheatre.
The swell was a bit too high and the tide too low to pass through that arch safely. At a low tide, the bottom of the arch pinches inward, and with this swell a more skilled paddler could ride in on the wave, but the risk of being jammed down into that crevice was too high for me.