Post-Photographic Subtractive Presence and the Full Wolf Moon

Post-Photographic Subtractive Presence. It sits between:

    •    photography

    •    memory

    •    apparition

    •    and refusal

How's that for my new project?   Post-Photographic!

I have two ways of creating the images now, one more random, and the other totally controlled, at least if I can do again what I did in Photoshop yesterday.  

"That's not photography!"

No siree, Bob. . . it is Post Photographic Subtractive Presence, an entirely new thing.  

I think. 

If I have the cajones, I'll post the one I made yesterday at the end of the post.  One can never be too careful these days.  

Yay!  We've invaded Venuzuela!

Or something.  I'm not sure what we've done yet.  But yea. . . MAGA!

Apparently, we're alway willing to punch down.  Don't fuck with the big boys and girls, though.  I mean, how can we support those warmongers in the Ukraine after they attacked Russia?  And Taiwan?  We'll have to wait and see.  

The BIG news, of course, is that tonight is the first full moon of the New Year, the Full Wolf Moon.  Once upon a time, you had to rely on me and my astrologer, Q, to tell you when it was coming, but now, as you know, the big papers are always copying what I say and do so they have begun touting the coming of the full moon days before it arrives.  

Good God, I've influenced so many indirectly.  

Don't know how I feel about that.  

What should you do on a wolf moon?

Journal, meditate, read or anything that helps clear your mind. Use this time to self-reflect, create intentions and start making plans.

What should you eat on a wolf moon?

Eating on the Full Wolf Moon often involves practices related to lunar cycles, like water fasting/juice cleanses for detox (the "werewolf diet") or nurturing foods to align with nature's energy, such as probiotic-rich items (yogurt, kimchi) for gut health, fresh greens, or seeds, depending on whether one focuses on purification or nourishment under this potent winter full moon.

I guess tonight is not the night for indulgences.  I am going to take a wild guess, though, and say that in more primitive times, with a lack of fresh fruits and vegetables, it would be a night of wild rabbit and strong drink.  Here in the time of indulgence, though, it might be a good idea to fast. 

I watched a documentary last night on women in the Indiana State Prison system.  The general population are kept in their cells for 20 hours a day.  They get three hours a day in the exercise yard and an hour a day for eating and showering.  

Hmm.  Somehow familiar.  I can't quite put my finger on it. . . . 

Oh, yea. 

I should be a busy boy right now.  I need to find out how much having my house and apartment painted will be.  I need to peruse my Lonesomeville series and pick ten or so images to send to the Beverly Hills Gallery owner.  I need to get out today with a camera.  I need to take a drive of at least one hour out of town next week to somewhere.  My senses need recharging.  

No.  Rebirthing.  

I should call to see about getting some help taking care of my mother.  I don't think my cousin is going to be up for it once she sees.  

So. . . my Post-Photographic Subtractive Process.  Why do I do it?  Why do I want to make things harder when they can be so easy?  Why do I always want to run off from the crowd?  

I shouldn't do that here.  I really shouldn't.