nothing's happening.....

so here's mrs rita lottye kitters. in all her russian glory. thanks to april, her iphone, and her constant pestering of this smoky gray being.
lake this weekend. there will be blood. stories. photos. and prolly a new complex caves song. "the center hill sessions".

muted

Nat's got a good eye.

for instance...

there's a certain dissatisfaction I get from instant gratification. in photography. in general. i feel like everything is so easy. so done for us. where's the imagination? where's the waiting? since when did waiting for something so good, become so bad?
so let us generalize, for space sake, one area. photography. maybe it's because i was a photography major in the days of film. forced to get dirty. my chemical-soaked hands reeking of "photo lab" everyday for 4 years....one can wonder.
don't get me wrong. i love the simplicity of a digital point & shoot. the portability. the unimaginable number of photographs it can hold. but there's nothing like waiting. viewing a contact sheet of half mediocre shots...amazed, because you forgot. you forgot that expression. you forgot how green the grass was. you forgot how you felt the moment you captured that image. until now. looking at that contact sheet.
lately i've been craving my old school ways and pulled out the old Yashica 120mm. the images are mediocre. if digital, the lighting could be perfected. everything perfect. instant. no human flaw. i look at these images and instantly get rushed with the good feelings that come with them. a friend, truly happy. a great companion. but i had to wait for it.

the Humpstress got hitched...

congrats kelli & ryan.
now you can live in the south the "right" way.
not in sin. dirty, dirty, sin.

I just want someone to buy me this book.....

der garten

planted the garden on thursday.
4 tomaters.
2 jalepenos.
1 ceyenne.
2 zuccini.
2 eggplant.
1 basil.
cucumbers coming.
herbs to come, with the help of April P.

doesn't it look so lush and fruitful??????

sweet balls of dotty.....