Tarmac ribbons criss-crossing the landscape, dusty back roads twisting between the cool shadows of ancient pines, and less traveled pathways connecting present to past, all I wander, seeking, seeing, with my keyboard and camera capturing scenes and stories to share with you.

Now in its seventh year, this venue has become an important part of my life, a place where I can express my thoughts and feelings about the things I see and do, hoping the process brings me a bit closer to friends and family who enjoy sharing my sometimes chaotic and often nonlinear observations and ideas. A journal, I suppose, but one with which I find pleasure in thinking others are alongside me on my journey.

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September 8, 2012

DANCIN' BY THE KENNEBEC

[A RATHER EMBARRASSING NOTE:  SOMEHOW I'VE BEEN USING "E-PL1,"
WHEN MY LITTLE CAMERA IS ACTUALLY AN "E-P1" ... OOOOPS]

OLYMPUS E-P1 PROJECT
... after posting the entry about my new shirts i decided to putter around in the kitchen to see if i could find something for supper ... calculated that the lasagna in the freezer was too heavy for the lateness of the evening, that the greenish-purple spots on the leftover chicken in the refrigerator were a bit of a hint that i probably should've eaten it before i left for a week, and that canned soup is a wintertime meal and thus ineligible for consideration ... that left cheeze-its and diet cream soda, as far as i'm concerned close enough to gourmet food to end the selection process ... after filling a small bowl with the scrumptious little crackers (in my "mature wisdom" time i never take the box to the table), i added another bowl of cut carrots, if not because i actually like them then at least to shut up the little voice in my head ...

... while i trying to decide what movie to watch with my meal i heard the rhythm of drums drifting up main street from down near the opera house ... curious, and, i admit, with the tiniest of thoughts that perhaps this might be a time for serendipitous happenings, i donned one of the brand-new shirts (the pretty blue one), grabbed my little camera, and headed out in search of the music ...

... a short walk to the head-of-the-falls and i discovered that the waterville main street people (and other groups, too, i believe) had sponsored a band ... as the darkening sky slowly built its threat of rain, i watched and listened and enjoyed the music ...


OLYMPUS E-P1 PROJECT (2 IMAGE MERGE)

OLYMPUS E-P1 PROJECT

OLYMPUS E-P1 PROJECT


OLYMPUS E-P1 PROJECT

OLYMPUS E-P1 PROJECT
... i know if i'd had someone to dance with i wouldn't have taken any of these pictures ... does that say something about artists and art, or music, or, perhaps, just me ... i don't know, and, i think, this may be the type question that if not honestly, at least not fully can one ever answer of one's self ... for sure i do know that i'm still having great fun with my little project ...

"Saturate yourself with your subject and the camera will all but take you by the hand."
MARGARET BOURKE-WHITE