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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October 16, 2018

RECORDING THE MUSIC WITH LIGHT

... last week the framemakers held a reception for artists ... free snacks, good company, and, of course, it's right at the bottom of my stairs—i couldn't resist ...

... most of all, i was quite impressed with the trio providing the backup music, especially the singer ... accompanied by the skilled guitarist's clear notes and measured rhythm of the percussionist's bongo, she seemed as if from another era, one of smoke-filled night clubs, martinis, and women wearing white gloves ... no, not a "better" time, for sure i can spend all afternoon listening to adele and norah jones, just—well, just different, something that brought to me memories of ma ...
  

... her artistic intensity captivated me ...
     

... back upstairs i decided to approach the images "interpretation" first ...
  

... i wanted to share the "feeling" of the music ...
  

... which is another way of saying that i may not know much about music, but have learned a thing or two when it comes to "developing & printing" (right—but, since i don't much care for that obnoxious three-letter word, you can instead use "classic" since that actually pleases me) ...
  

... sixteen frames, taken as i pre-visualized this final image ...
  

... i put little effort into photography, thus i didn't take the time to wait for the percussionist to express with his face as well as his hands, but with the singer and guitarist it was easy to capture dancing across their faces joyful celebration of the music ...
  
 
... i snapped a couple of dozen pictures, then put aside my camera and inspected the various hors d'oeuvres as i enjoyed the music ...
  
  
... over an hour working it, but i'm quite please with the result ...
  

... the music brought me to a smile ... that it did so, and that i can, is an elemental reason to be happy ...

... i am ...