Starting Over

From time to time, I will get a surge of inspiration, a burst of 'get-up-and-go' if you will. A flow of new energy that runs through me telling me that I now have the know how, the gumption, the 'whatever-you-call-it' to actually get my photography career off the ground. To finally start all of those left behind projects that I've always wanted to get started, I can finally start them now, all of those ideas I have floating around in my head, they can finally land now. They finally have a place to call home.
Well, this new surge is hitting me once again.
I only hope that I can keep up with it's energy.
To tell the truth, I kind of like when this new being enters my life, when it shows up in my sphere.
It gives me hope, of which, there are way, too many days where I have very little.
With this new hope in my life, I can feel my soul come alive, come anew.
It feels like starting over, like getting a second chance, every time.
And, sometimes, no matter how small the nudge, that may be all that you need.
For me, for right now, this will do.

Line! Lines, I say!

I am obsessed with lines! I see them everywhere. They're in the park, they're in my apartment, they're on people's bodies- their faces, their torsos, their legs- they're on cars-I see them everywhere! I don't know how it started or, where it came from. One day it just occurred to me that lines were everywhere and that I was completely enamoured with them. It does my heart a great service to see a clean line somewhere. To look upon the face of someone and trace the lines of their impressive jawline with my eyes, to slowly drag my vision across their sharply cut bone structure, is to me the very personification of enjoying a thing of beauty, To tilt back my head and stare into the Heavens as an ascending line of a building, or the curvature of a flower, or the sleek dip of a car, draws me to it's apex in any manner it saw fit is an hour well spent. If you ask me, we don't do that as much anymore. We don't take the time to enjoy what we see around us. We always expect beauty to be obvious, to stand out, or stick out in a crowd. Well, some do but, others we have to look for (and hopefully not too hard). Like the lines in a person's face, how smooth they look... If seen at a different angle they could be other-worldly, like an alien from outer space, completely foreign to you. That is what I love about lines,They take you places! They show you a world that you've never seen, a world that's right in front of you. Along with your trusty camera they pull down the veil before your eyes and expose what you've been missing this whole time. If you follow any particular line it could take you anywhere.