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There is a legend amongst the Highland Indian villages of Guatemala:
"If you have a problem, share it with a worry doll. Before going to bed, tell one worry to each doll, the place them beneath your pillow. Whilst you sleep, the dolls will take your worries away".
Foto tomada con un iPhone.
Mother's Worry is a piece about stress. I use the surreal imagery of the mother turning into moths and butterflies to show how stress can corrode and decay us.
...There should be laughter after pain
There should be sunshine after rain
These things have always been the same
Do I look like the Wicked Witch of the West? I sure hope that Dorothy doesn’t try to throw a bucket of water on me … ;)
More seriously, Halloween is fast approaching. This year Halloween (October 31) occurs on a Saturday, which means that people can go to a party without worrying about having to prepare for work the next morning. So bring on the ghosts and goblins!
Here are the covers I've been working on for Worry Party!
Have a listen to them on Bandcamp! - worryparty.bandcamp.com/
Gelli print in the background... Lettered with a Micron Pen and a white gel pen. I spend entirely too much time worrying.
These were taken with the Leica 35, 1.4 (Novoflex adapter). Despite the concerns about the evf "zoom focus assist" - I found the evf zoom to be materially similar to the A7II. I wouldn't worry about it. The camera shoots well and is a nice step up from the R or 7II. 42MP is really too much for normal shooting - I can't even upload the images to FB without compressing them first.
December 2012...
Hi guys... Remember me...? I'm sure you remember 'Ted' at least!!!
These are the last photo's I've taken, since I've been off with this Wretched Wrist!
On the left - Sept 4th, the day before I had my cast off, on the right Sept 7th 2 days after...
My hand looks so disgusting and wrinkly! It actually swelled u again not long after this shot!
On the one hand for much of the time I Iiterally couldn't hold a camera...
And on the other hand I've been so knocked around by the medication on the road to recovery, that I've not had the energy, the enthusiasm or the head space to take any photos.
I've missed you all HEAPS and have really missed taking photos too! Unfortunately for me, I've had a bit of a painful and difficult recovery... Since having the cast removed I was diagnosed with 'CRPS' - 'Complex Regional Pain Syndrome' - The name kind of says it all really! Complex and Painful.... So THAT's the reason why i've been away SOOOOO LOOOONG. I'm a hell of a lot better now, but still struggling to get the pain under control... At least I have Ted to look after me!
Tomorrow is the 1st of December... in fact down here in NZ it is officially less than an hour away...
I've been in a dilemma over the past two weeks as to whether I would be up to doing my December Diary this year. It's a project close to my heart, as I've been doing it for the past 21 years! Hard to believe really... I came to the conclusion in the past couple of days that I really MUST do it... and was helped along with the encouragement of a few dear Flickr Buddies!
I'm really sorry I've not been around and am so out of touch with what everyone's been up to over these past four months! I'm looking forward to catching up with you all in time... I know realistically I won't be able to manage to pop in every day, but I'll do my best... and with the Dec Diary Project I certainly will be making a every effort to! It's good to be back! %-)
Wishing you all an absolutely Fantastic December...
And looking forward to sharing it with you!!! %-)
I've sooo missed the Music Monday Group too...
Here's a lovely little song I've had on my mind a bit...
over the past couple of months too...
And wanted to share it with this photo of Ted...
He's my little Rock... %-)
Why Worry.....
There should be Laughter after Pain...
There should be Sunshine after Rain...
These things have always been the same...
So Why Worry Now....
Am off to bed now... Will catch you tomorrow.... X
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This is a shot of Eagle Cap from the old part of the trail. This is right before we began ascending into the trees again for the last push to the Lakes Basin. We went to the left after crossing the bridge over the East Fork of the Lostine River. The trail is still in spotless condition even with a lowered number of hikers using it. I think it was a shorter and better route too.
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The Plan:
Ever since my 2009 trip to Eagle Cap and the Lakes Basin, I have wanted to go back. Finally my dad and I got a trip planned for the end of August 2011. It was going to be my dad, his friend Wade, and me. The plan was to drive up to the trailhead on August 25th, then camp there. On the morning of the 26th, we were to begin the hike to Mirror Lake, set up camp and relax. We would spend the night at the lake on the 26th. My dad and I were going to get up on the 27th to climb Eagle Cap while Wade relaxed and did some fishing. We would again camp at the lake on the night of the 27th. We would begin our journey out and home early on the morning of the 28th.
The Story:
Day One: It was about mid-afternoon on Thursday, August 25th, 2011 when my mom came and got me from the fairgrounds so that dad, Wade and I could begin our trip to Eagle Cap. I got home and dad and I packed up the Durango and went off to Wade’s house so he could pack his stuff in. From there, we headed off into the afternoon just like last time. This time was a little different though, because I was driving. :) I don’t know what it is, but I just love to drive everywhere. My parents hardly ever drive anymore because of me. :) We made good time and arrived in Lostine, Oregon late in the afternoon. We ate a big and delicious dinner at the Lostine Tavern and started up the road toward the trailhead. Let me tell you, that 11 miles of dirt road was just as rough as I remembered it. We arrived at the parking lot awhile after sunset, so it was getting dark fast. I scouted out a nice spot down on the East fork of the Lostine River…. Funny thing is, it was the same spot that we had intended to camp on last time… But don’t worry! This time we had the tent poles! :) We set up camp and I got a fire going… everything was a bit damp, so I had help from some lighter fluid. :) Before long, we were all tired and the fire was going out, so we hit the sack for the night.
Day Two: We were up bright and early on the 26th. It was time to begin the 7 and a half mile hike up the East fork of the Lostine River to the Lakes Basin. The hike started off pretty well. I’d say we were probably the first ones on the trail and were making good time. It seemed like no time and we were up into the meadow with Eagle Cap in our sights. We started to pass people who were on their way out. One lady we talked to had been up there for five days and she said she had had an interesting trip. She said that Wednesday night (the 24th) some massive thunderstorms had rolled in with tons of rain, lightning, thunder and howling winds. I remember that night I was at the fairgrounds and could see all the lightning to the south. It must have been quite a storm! We continued on and decided to take a lunch break at the little bridge that crosses the Lostine River, which at this point is little more than a creek. It is also at the fork of the trail. The old trail (which has big rocks and logs hastily thrown into it in attempt to keep hikers away) is to the right and the new one to the left. While eating our lunch, a group of friends from the Tri-Cities as well came up. It was a pretty cool surprise. After lunch, it was time for the final push. We decided that since we took the new trail last time, we would take the old one this time. Dad and Wade were slowing down, and I was given permission to go my own pace. So I started on up the trail and soon lost everyone behind me. It is quite something to be hiking alone down an old trail, eventually over a bunch a granite rocks, guessing where the trail goes over those rocks. I found it quite serene and enjoyable at that. It really puts life into perspective. I loved it and arrived at the lake about a half hour or so ahead of the others. I went and scouted out the camp we stayed at back in ’09 then went backwards on the trail until I met up with dad and Wade. We all went and set up camp, got the stove going and relaxed a bit. I was soon running to the outlet stream to go get water to clean. It was so clear. Not a single floater in sight. We used a UV filter and never got sick. While hanging out at camp, a forest ranger wandered into camp. He was a really nice guy. He was just making sure we were keeping our garbage and gear where it should be and making sure we had a stove and didn’t plan on have a fire close to the lake. We talked for about an hour just exchanging hiking stories and making fun of freeze dried meals. :) He soon had to move on and complete his rounds though. I then went down to the lake and broke out the camera. I love taking pictures. There are so many angles to take one from and each is so different. It is quite relaxing to me. It was soon sunset and Mirror Lake really took to its name and went glassy smooth. After the last glow faded, I went up to camp and make myself some hot chocolate and watched as the stars came out. The stars out there at 7200 feet, crystal clear night air, and no light pollution are indescribable. You really just have to see it to comprehend it. The pictures I have don’t do it justice. As night fell, I started clicking away. I did continuous shots for about 2 hours before calling it a night.
Day Three: The next morning (the 27th) was D-day. I got all set to head up the mountain early in the morning. My dad and I set off with light packs while Wade went down to the lake to try some fishing. I was feeling good with such a light load, which was still a lot more than anybody else we saw because I had four bottles of water, too many snacks and 8 or so pounds of camera gear, but it was still good for me. :) The climb up isn’t too bad. You start off with a lot of switchbacks up to the Horton Pass area where is flattens out a bit. Then you quickly start on up the back of Eagle Cap. By this point, I was ready to go for it, but dad wasn’t quite as ready. I was again given permission to go on up the mountain. I met up with a group of guys from Spokane and some of their friends from Georgia. They were a great group of guys and were moving at my pace so I climbed with them. The guy from Georgia was amazed at us crazy westerners climbing our crazy mountains. Apparently The Great Smoky Mountains aren’t very steep…. Haha I’m not a fan of much on the east coast. The Smokies failed to impress me on my visit entirely. Before long… okay, who am I kidding? It was a long haul… we summited. Let me tell you, the view from up there is incredible. You have a wonderful 360 degree view for miles and miles around. I started clicking off panoramas and everything else I felt necessary while munching on a Nature Valley bar. When my dad summited, he checked his phone to find that he had some service. So we both made calls and talked to my mom a bit. Then I decided to make a call to my girlfriend who was back in the Tri-Cities at the fair riding horses. Also, there are a ton of ground squirrels up at the summit….. They are cheap entertainment if you have a few almonds to spare. :) The hike back to camp actually wasn’t bad at all. And let me tell you, it was nice to go dip my feet in the freezing cold lake, seeing as it was in the mid 80’s or so the days we were there. It was good to be back at camp to relax again. After eating some dinner, I once again broke out the camera and spent the remaining daylight down by the lake. I was glad to have shot so many photos of the lake the previous night because the water was less smooth this time around. While I was shooting, Wade, who was about 70 feet down the shoreline from me, caught a fish. It was only about 6 or 7 inches long, but a cool catch nonetheless. When night fell, I was a little less enthusiastic about taking more night shots considering I had more than 250 of them from the previous night. But I still spent about an hour or so trying some light painting on the trees and stuff like that. After that, it was time to hit the sack.
Day Four: The next morning, the 28th, everybody was a bit slow to get up and pack up. I didn’t really want to leave such a wonderful place, but it was time to reunite with civilization. The hike out went pretty smoothly and we were back to the Durango by midday. In the daylight, the dirt road was a little more fun too. The drive home was nice and it was also great to be home. I feel that we had a very successful trip.
Taken on August 26, 2011
Nikon D90
Nikkor 18-105mm VR lens
Dolica UV filter
Exposure Bias: 0EV
Exposure: 1/800sec.
Aperture: f/8
ISO: 200
18mm
Kachina expressions show that she fears the high water
rightly so - it's damn loud. and scary.
And still the rain kept falling
falling on my head
And I wonder still I wonder
Who'll stop the rain ← ♫ ~Fogerty
been real busy cleaning up from flood waters in the basement
the slimy muck is nearly gone thanks to mild bleach water and the shop vac.
I'm about deaf from the vac in such a small room... huh, whatzat ya say?
only one other time was flood water in the basement, Hurricane Isabel September 2003
to those traveling this weekend - safe journeys
Andy Rooney's ← Memorial Day message. (2010)
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Spent the afternoon taking better pictures of my Worry Gocco print. See my profile to purchase from my Etsy shop. :)
So why do people train in martial arts? From many perspectives, it just doesn't make sense.
A few weeks ago I was at bjj class grappling with the fellow pictured here. He had me in mount (basically sitting on my chest), he was working on getting an arm free and and his chest pressed down on top of my face. I was trying to work towards pulling a leg down so I could get half guard, but it wasn't working very well. I had turned my head to the side so I could breath, and his sweat was running into my ear. Before I could get halfguard he pulled one of my arms around my own neck and used it as a lever to turn me over on my back. Then he got an arm under my throat and choked me until I tapped out. It was not fun. It hurt, it was gross, it was tiring and I would never, ever want to be in that position again.
But here's the strange thing: I came back to class the next week. In fact, I've been going back to class for over a year now.
A few years ago a friend broke my nose while we were fighting. She was very sorry, but I told her not to worry about it, because when you train to fight you have to just accept that you're going to get hurt.
Just a few minutes ago I had to take off my shirt, and it hurt because of an injury I sustained last week while training with my brother.
So why on earth do we do this? Why would anybody willingly put themselves through this kind of stuff for years and years? I mean, if noobs did it, not knowing what to expect, it'd be one thing. But I (and many other people) know full well what martial arts training is like. Why do we do it?
I've got some thoughts myself, but I'm interested in hearing y'alls opinions first.
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This project is part of the Ars Electronica Garden Belgrade. I sit and worry about her is a musical improvisation experiment exploring the endless worry of a mother for her daughter. Four mothers are subjected to live brainwave analysis, measuring in real time their stress reactions to audio content played by the artist during the performance, offering a sound diagram composed in advance as a framework for the improvised composition. The project was completed through a research residency at University of Belgrade as part of the AI Lab project.
For further informations please visit:
ars.electronica.art/keplersgardens/en/artscience-lab/
Credit: Jasna Jovicevic
Here's a little song i wrote,
you might want to sing it note for note,
don't worry, be happy
In every life we have some trouble,
when you worry you make it double
don't worry, be happy
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Got a new toy, a Rogue Grid. Not sure how much it helped here. It is used to spotlight a subject. I used it for all the hands shots. I will be uploading a couple more later. Apologies in advance! :)
group photo--
everyone smile!!!!
Guatemalan worry dolls
legend is share a worry with a doll before going to bed,
put it under your pillow,
and the doll will take your worry away
'Not Waving but Drowning in Plastic' by Bishopsteignton Outdoor Art Group. "5,000 or so reclaimed plastic shopping bags, recycled plastic and other redundant rubbish, the revisited plastic proceeds of last year's 'Something Fishy' children's workshops and hours of loving labour plaiting plastic" (see: www.trail.org.uk/csbishops.htm).
Part of the Trail Recycled Art In Landscape (TRAIL) sculpture trail on the south Devon coast between Shaldon and Dawlish. At Teignmouth seafront, Devon, England.
"Trail is an unique mix of professional artist and artist led community groups, an event that is continuously evolving with 2008 seeing performance, literary and visual arts coming together exploring environmental issues" (see: www.trail.org.uk/home.html).
I sincerely wish I didn't worry so much about things that don't matter and start worrying about the things that do. I'm such a mess. The good news is there is a God who loves me, and thinks I'm beautiful. The creator of the universe thinks I'M BEAUTIFUL :) why, you may ask? I hope to figure it out someday. In the meantime, throughout the worry and stress and anxiety that eats me alive, I am working hard on trying to make Christ my focus instead of all those other things that aren't from God. :) I love God, he's wonderful all the time :) and I'm so thankful!