Friday, April 22, 2005

kindred spirit

Looking over some recent images it occurs to me that I have made more photographs of one person in the last year than any other person I know. Without being too sappy I just want to say thank you for indulging me every time I point a lens in your direction. It is probably therapy for me to do so and you are certainly a fun subject. I notice that all of the images I have of you are some of the more honest depictions of the process that was going on when they were created. That is my bullshit way of saying that when I look through images and come across yours I remember exactly where we were and what we were doing when I shot you. Atleast when the Alzheimers comes to haunt me I will remember my best friend and so many wonderful days spent with the warm sunshine on our faces. It makes me smile even now when I have a rough moment in my day.

Thank you again for being a true friend.

I can not say enough how much I truly appreciate it.



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Sunday, April 17, 2005

old timey

Has anyone else noticed that things just aren't made the way they used to be? For the longest while I thought maybe I was just being overly romantic about the past. The more I look at it, the more I see that my assumption is wrong. They really do not make things the way they used to. Cars, homes, businesses and even people seem to lack the attention to detail, the minutae, that made things better in days long gone by.

Quality.

Sitting next to me in my classic hotrod there should be a traditional sort of woman. Are there any my age left in the world? I am beginning to wonder if the few I have had the good fortune to meet should not be placed on an endangered species watch list. I'll stand guard at the gate. I just can not agree to being a eunuch. Daily I run across every species of mall-bound shoppaholic and SUV cruising soccer mom. Soccer moms almost seem like they would count but I cannot get any of them to put down their cell phone to find out for certain.

Enough of the rant.

Today I got a chance to see quality craftsmanship up close and personal. American muscle and metal all rolled together. Nothing beats a classic car show for restoring your faith in American engineering prowess. Get em boys!

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