Originally Posted Sunday, September 22, 2013
(Elvis Selfie)
Every day I say I will just grab my Leica film camera and take some pictures. Every day I don't. I used to be a creative genius. O.K. There are reasons. Pain, for one. I am tired of pain. If you've never had back pain before. . . I think I've already said this. . . f u. There are two kinds of people in the world, those who have it and those who don't. That, at least, is how I think just now. Pain is wearying. Add to that a series of viruses (I guess) that seem to add up to chronic fatigue, and there you have it. No, not quite. I don't want to show photographs of women any more, either, but I have such a backlog that they still make it onto these pages. Truly, I must get to work on something else.
But the days go by much as they always have, Thursday leading to Friday, Sunday to Monday, big plans for Saturdays left untouched, the bills piling up, deadlines approaching, until finally you are unable to think of anything new. My nerves are frayed like the old cloth covered electrical wiring in the attic that needs upgrading. That is how I visualize them, just like that. I move less because it hurts and this causes its own problems. Having never planned for the future at all let alone a future like this, I am startled by the reality. I've lived longer than Hemingway, much longer than Fitzgerald, and am closing in on Faulkner. I guess I should have done more earlier. LOL (that's right).
But today--hand to Zeus--I will make a photograph to post here tomorrow. I am committed.
Look. Even Elvis shot selfies.
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