One Thing, Then Another

The air is warm now, the days turning hot.  Last night, my mother and I were driven indoors by mosquitos as we ate dinner.  It changed, just like that (a snap of the fingers).  The sky has lost its sparkling luminescence and begins to go flat.  Were I not indebted to the factory, it would be time to migrate, time to find the better weather.

I have been one thing.  Now I want to be another.  I want to change just like that (a snap of the fingers).  I've begun with the decadent drinking, of course.  That is over.  I will change my wardrobe, too, like a chrysalis or a snake that loses its skin.  Perhaps I should throw away all the clothes in my closet.  That would force me to go shopping.  A simple elegance, I think.  I will take to early morning walks again (runs if I can ever manage it) to start the day, and I will spend more time in the evening out of doors.  My meals will be simple and light.

Will I?  Those seem to be the easy things.  Their are more difficult ones.  Yoga instead of weights, books instead of television.  You laugh.  Some of the best things in recent memory have been "the new art form" on t.v.  I won't bother to list them all.  It is sort of sad, but they were something new and seemed something good and I had little else to occupy me before I went to bed.  And that might be another change I'd like to make.  That is, of course, the most difficult of all.

By the way. . . I tried photographing some sprouting onions in my studio.  I couldn't make them look like what I had in mind at all.  They were terrible, amateurish, and I couldn't think of what to do to make them less so.  I may try again, but man, that was utter defeat.  I assume now that I need to use a view camera to do what I want to do.  That is slow.  There is the set up, and it is all film, so I won't know I failed for a while.  But I will try, nonetheless, not wanting to admit defeat.

It is time for a spring cleaning.  Purging, rather.  Things must be jettisoned, rooms uncluttered.  And it is time for my morning walk now.  It is another step.  I must go.