Breath Snows. Everyone has gone their separate ways and begun to live increasingly distinctive lives. Even when we’ve ended up on different planes though, it’s always a joy to catch up, reminisce on where we’ve been, and marvel at where we’re going.
She’s been running since ‘82, and racing since ‘86. When I asked her what made her start, she replied in a let-me-make-sure-I-have-everything-on-this-grocery-list kind of way, “… to stay in shape.”
It seems environmental seasons aren’t the only seasons arriving late; the time of the double take has returned. I recently had a conversation with an artistic peer explaining that the majority of the time, I don’t even realize I’m taking a photo until the camera is in front of my face and I’m framing. This is called, ‘Neck Breaking Impulse & Lots-O-Huggin’ Bear’
I’ve never been the popular person, nor have I ever been the outcast. I’ve never been the straight A student either; I just kind of floated by, well enough that most of my teachers remember me with some sort of smile. Cellos are like that. Tenor drums are like that. Trombones are like that. But are they really? No. They’re much more, actually. Without the cello, a string section will never have a low enough voice to put it’s foot down in a spirit. Without tenor drums, a drum line is — well, a highly contrasted syncopation. Without a trombone, Trumpets will scream too loudly, and tubas will sound like melodic indigestion. Here’s to the middleground, the understanding, the third note; to the cellos, tenor drums and trombones. I salute you.
When I asked for the portrait, I was immediately called, ‘blographer’ with one of those ‘all-knowing’ smiles. As it turns out, not only is it a real term, but it’s a function happening on Aug. 2 hosted by Adorama. I didn’t know this until later, but between me finding out and being called one, I thought it was positively chucklesome.
I actually stood in line for her photo. It was only right to find out how many times she’d been stopped that day; she’d quit counting.
My last capture from the day. It was one of those moments where I had already put my camera away, so it was funny that I had to fumble a bit before taking the portrait. And I framed with the lens cap on.