David Alan Harvey Loft Workshop, entry 3: Subway break
Wednesday, January 4, 2012 at 9:23PM ;)
Okay - a very simple one, a breather. Maybe you don't need a breather, but I do. I've got all the pictures selected for the post I had planned to put up right now. Potential words I might write have been running through my head.
But I just don't feel comfortable writing them right now. The workshop was about to take a big turn for me - a turn into the personal, into my own history, my own sorrows, my own grief, my own laughter; my own sure knowledge rent asunder. Even though the words to describe this are in my head, I don't feel like I can transfer them through my fingers into the keyboard and onto the screen just yet.
I want to write this segment right. Maybe if I just force myself to do it and stay up to some crazy hour again, I will get it right, because that is how I do most things and somehow things usually come together in a way that works.
But right now I feel like I should wait.
So I am going to stop - to see if maybe I can do something to relax a bit tonight; perhaps go to bed early - maybe even by midnight, though I doubt it, and then tackle this in the morning.
As for the picture, I took it on my way back to Brooklyn after what was supposed to be my first day of shooting my essay. As shooting days go, it was not a good one. I had an objective to accomplish and I did not reach it. I tried, but all I managed to photograph was an angel - an angel that I had grown up with and now here the angel was, in New York City, hovering over me.
Reader Comments (3)
Photographing an angel, Bill, is no small feat! Thanks for the break/breath, appreciated, brain overrunning otherwise :)
You are welcome, Eva. I apologize for not getting to your earlier comment earlier. You were right about the one week thing. I have basically spent this entire day on the post I just now put up, which will not be a breather for anyone. I fear it may drive many away. Anyway, as I was working on it, I could not divert my energy to comments - but I can now.
Bill, I just finished right now reading the new post.. it wasn't there when I wrote the comment above.. and now I will go off here for a while.. as you have done, I have too, taking pictures of my father during his last months, even printed a couple or three, but cannot look at those taken after he passed away.. I do not know if I should say thank you or not..