Day 279 of 365: “Tell them I said something”
I’ve decided to write something of a memoir about this whole here 365 thing I‘ve embarked on all those many months ago. A keep sake I suppose. Something tangible, to look back over a few or perhaps even many years down the road, once this project has drawn to a close. Ah hell, why don’t we just call it a souvenir.
In a few months this project will draw to it’s decisive close, and I will bid fare well to it like a setting sun. Somewhat contested, and somewhat relieved , all in a mixed amalgamation of “what’s next” I’m sure. For that last ten months my camera has become an extension of my body. I’ve literally gone nowhere without it. A quick trip to the corner shop, each day in the work place, a trip down uncharted roads. Everywhere I was. The camera was in hand. It’s even earned me a nick name over at the truck stop now. "The camera guy".
I can’t help but wonder if I will experience a small degree of post partum depression once this has ended. A few nights ago I did not even want to look at my camera. I was to tired. I’d been exhausted most of the week, and had taken more then just a small shovels worth of bull headed gumption to find that little stash of motivation I keep hidden away, to finish the day. I just wanted to find a nice place to crawl up into and decay. And eventually I did. But not before taking a picture.
It in away has become something of a very deeply rooted love hate triangular relationship, the camera, the project and I. A journey of uncharted territory for me. Sometimes fun, sometimes fascinating, sometimes educational. And sometimes. Sometimes down right frustrating. This week I’m leaning towards frustrating. But in the end…I’m feeling just a small hint of regret that it is finally reaching near it’s zenith.
If nothing else. Once my not so small work of self gratification is complete I can not only say that I’d been there and done that….I can also say that I’d written a book about it too.
And as for the title. It is derived from one of my all time favorite quotes. The final words of Pancho Villa himself.
“Don’t let it end this way. Tell them I said something.”
Monday, February 2nd. 2009
Day 279 of 365: “Tell them I said something”
I’ve decided to write something of a memoir about this whole here 365 thing I‘ve embarked on all those many months ago. A keep sake I suppose. Something tangible, to look back over a few or perhaps even many years down the road, once this project has drawn to a close. Ah hell, why don’t we just call it a souvenir.
In a few months this project will draw to it’s decisive close, and I will bid fare well to it like a setting sun. Somewhat contested, and somewhat relieved , all in a mixed amalgamation of “what’s next” I’m sure. For that last ten months my camera has become an extension of my body. I’ve literally gone nowhere without it. A quick trip to the corner shop, each day in the work place, a trip down uncharted roads. Everywhere I was. The camera was in hand. It’s even earned me a nick name over at the truck stop now. "The camera guy".
I can’t help but wonder if I will experience a small degree of post partum depression once this has ended. A few nights ago I did not even want to look at my camera. I was to tired. I’d been exhausted most of the week, and had taken more then just a small shovels worth of bull headed gumption to find that little stash of motivation I keep hidden away, to finish the day. I just wanted to find a nice place to crawl up into and decay. And eventually I did. But not before taking a picture.
It in away has become something of a very deeply rooted love hate triangular relationship, the camera, the project and I. A journey of uncharted territory for me. Sometimes fun, sometimes fascinating, sometimes educational. And sometimes. Sometimes down right frustrating. This week I’m leaning towards frustrating. But in the end…I’m feeling just a small hint of regret that it is finally reaching near it’s zenith.
If nothing else. Once my not so small work of self gratification is complete I can not only say that I’d been there and done that….I can also say that I’d written a book about it too.
And as for the title. It is derived from one of my all time favorite quotes. The final words of Pancho Villa himself.
“Don’t let it end this way. Tell them I said something.”
Monday, February 2nd. 2009