… and sometimes you’ve done nothing to show for the entire week but results of lying on your belly for half an hour taking all sorts of pictures of something you can only see once a year – when everything becomes alive again:
I swear if I knew someone who ate them and survived… they look like these… delicious… icy drops of heaven:
“Beyond all ideas of right doing, wrong doing there lies a field. Meet me there.” Rumi.
And just in case if you really didn’t know what belly flopping is… see this post from last year.
Have a beautiful spring-ey week!
I’m not so much afraid to lose a loved one, but to not have loved them enough by the time they choose to leave..
I was just reading an article on this blog and the sentence “in a world where everyone’s a designer, designing isn’t enough anymore” made me laugh (out loud):
“Wait until you are a photographer in the world where everyone is a photographer!”
Then designing will seem quite enough already. And then I got a little sad. I was thinking how social pressure influences us, since by nature we are social animals. And then my mind went on to tonight’s dinner, all the while playing music in my head and questioning the sanity of the person who wrote the article in National Geographic that I read last night…
Just kidding..
Seriously, we are so easily affected by one another – someone tells us things smell bad and we begin to sense the smell where there wasn’t any a minute ago!
I remember how a friend of mine [thoughtfully] forwarded me a post from New York Times, which spoke about the photography market being overwhelmed with people willing to do the job, and the lack of such jobs, and how very hard it must be to make a living anymore when you are a photographer. And even up to this day I have people (who care deeply about me) “helping” (!) by trying to convince me how bad the economy is, especially for photographers. Thank you guys.
Please don’t help me.
Although, I could see how wedding photography market is over saturated, for example. It seems that everyone who’s a photographer at some point agrees to shoot a wedding or two. And then there are also folks whose bread and butter is weddings. And then there’s also those who shoot weddings, but they are neither incredibly good, nor are professionals. That piece of pie looks like it’s Gone, I’m telling ya! Although it may only seem that way, because the wedding industry in America is very (very!) large. I don’t have the numbers in yet – to support my statement, but I think that’s obvious to everyone who doesn’t live in Quebec.
But I have not met too many people that do what I do, which is a solid commercial work for advertising, promotions, and corporate photography among others. And those who do – they have enough on their plate. Of course, there’s quiet times, but that’s when you’re supposed to go on vacation anyway, right?
And I was supposed to make this post short.
So, to cut to the chase – there is enough jobs for everybody, don’t you fret. And if you don’t have any – start thinking about what you do wrong rather than blaming the economy or people taking away your work.
Umm, but I still wish I could do some graphic design. I can’t even think of a good logo for myself, forget about doing them for other people.
May be I should take some graphic design courses, that would be fun, right?
And to all my wonderful designer friends I say – there’s only 24 hours in a day, I can’t do all of my work and then do yours. Plus, who says I’ll be any good at it? Isn’t that what we’re all here for – to expand and grow together?
Charlie’s blog I mentioned above is great by the way. Bookmark it or add to your feed if it’s related to what you do.
It is almost Friday! What are you doing this weekend?
Overlaying images in camera can be a lot of fun once understood how it works and what images can be combined together for interesting effect.
Here’s the original image I received in camera:
Dramatic results that I got out of my experiments were begging me to try creating stories while combining with other photographs. What do you think?
There aren’t too many things that I do well, but some I’m quite proud of and it is baking cookies 
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I had some time to perfect my kitchen skills in past few weeks – it being winter, when my natural instinct is to make the best out of the nest I made during fall season. Don’t ask me what I do in spring or summer – you don’t want to know.
I’ve been admiring a lot of food blogs for many years, and have attempted to make and photograph edible things myself, but somehow this is probably the first blog post with any of that. But don’t fret, it might just be the last, because it is New Year’s Eve in couple of days and the winter will soon be over 
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I wasn’t sure if anybody who comes here is interested in the recipe at all. I’ll add it, of course, if you ask.
Here’s what the batter making looked like at first:
Smelled delicious, there’s a bunch of butter and vanilla there, besides all the rest of the ingredients:
This is what is looks like after you add cocoa (the good kind):
That’s hopefully the last you saw of the uncooked batter, I know a lot of you like to eat it, but I prefer my cookies baked. And then the sandwich process begins:
Best raspberry jam I could find at the store:
This is what sandwiched cookies looked like:
Believe me, at this point they are already to die for, but if you dip them in a bit of melted chocolate… Well, in my case they were gone before I could take pictures of the final product, so I guess I’ll have to make another batch sometime soon – to finish the photo story.
Until then – please stay warm, and have fun out there!
When I was growing up I heard a story of a man, who used to be angry at the world because he didn’t have a bike. I was in a bit of a similar situation: I very much disliked winter. This has changed the day I got onto my snowboard for the first time, and now things look completely different.
I’m not advising you to get into anything dangerous, or even downright crazy, but do remember to treat that child in you – that is one of your best parts!
And Happy Holidays!
Cherish the time of despair. After each “nobody wants me” moment there comes a powerful breakthrough of the “I’m going to show them what they’re all missing”.
Cherish the moments alone.
“Cold Bridge” – Jersey City NJ
There was a time when I was eager to improve the world. How humble of me, eh?
Well, may be not the entire thing, but at least some of it – may be even just right around me.
It was little things:
- I sought out music that made me feel good and forwarded it to people who I thought needed some pick-me-up.
- I have tried MANY assorted feel good therapies/techniques and other weird things and told people about them, suggesting that they try them too and participate in… “getting happy”.
- I have followed (still am) the Law of Attraction folks (as well as other “feeling good” sources of inspiration) and enthusiastically tried involving my closest friends in practicing it.
- I focused on doing more things that made me feel good.
I probably did a whole lot more, but there’s no point of keeping this list going, because… after a few slaps in the face… Umm, scratch that… After a few valuable lessons I finally came to see the following.
Basically, not only people refused to “get happy” with me – there were excuses, there was temporary blocking me out of their lives, or simply not hearing what I thought they’d LOVE to hear.
And with that I came to realize that we don’t want to be happy – not all the time that is.
We simply CAN’T be happy all the time. And here the term “happy” means – cheerful, smiling, confident, satisfied and the assortment of other contentment variations. We need to have the dips of frustration, struggles of new desire forming – to bring us back up to joy of little victories and celebrations.
And, may be, the true happiness lies in the balancing act between contentment and struggle.
Perhaps we should be letting ourselves slide down into those dips, knowing that they are nothing less but a stepping stone, helping us identify what we want to do next and which way to keep on going. And the happy moments are happier, knowing that all is truly well and everything will be taken care of at the end.
Are you looking back or watching where you’re going?
I think so!
Or at least, judging by this article – quite close to that. And I quote – the art can be characterized as (I highlighted points relevant to cleaning my boy’s room):
So there you go. And I can honestly add to the highlighted items “a self rewarding activity”. It can be like a therapy on a rough enough day.
