A Season of Change

Originally Posted Monday, September 30, 2013

Salmon patties with mother after a long day of doing not much.  But I did go to breakfast at the redneck diner, and I did take my Leica and shot some film, so there's a start.  And I did take a nap, and I did walk a long walk and then go to the gym, and the weather was remarkable enough to make me wish there was more.  I walk and stretch and the sciatica, it seems, is going to give me some reprieve.  Just a bit.  So there is that and the shortening of the days and the incredibly beautiful light and the coming of the fall.  There is always something.  There are good foods and rich, full flavors, and there are strong beers and ales and stronger liquors, and there are cheeses and figs and olives and plenty of good books left to read.  I haven't felt this positive in a long time.  I hope it will last. 

I used my old Nikon digital today, too, with a mismatched Mamiya lens from a medium format camera. It is a heck of a combo, but mostly for portraits which I hadn't the nerve to make today.  I went to the record store after breakfast and there were two young girls with cameras.  They were definitely out taking pictures, and since I had my Leica rangefinder, I thought to ask them if I could take a photo of them.  But my nerve was not there.  Not yet.  It is a different mindset, a different way of being.  I will get there, but I will need some baby steps first.  Seductions in the studio are different from seductions in the street.  "Reveal yourself to my camera," you say in both places, but it is different.  I can do it.  I know I can. 

Film is thrilling, but digital is pretty, too.  I can't put one before the other.  I will work with both.  It is autumn, the season of change.