I made this photo with my phone. There are very cool apps on it, but the thing is, anyone can do it if they play around with the apps enough. There are endless combinations. I just settled on this out of sloth. I posted it somewhere on the internet, though, and it got more "likes" than my "real stuff." Maybe I should just stick with iPhone apps. I mean, I like them, and I like this. I like grunge. An image is an image no matter how you make it. Right?
I work too hard at the "other" shit. I am swimming against the zeitgeist right now.
I will write my post (mostly, probably) tonight as I have an idea of heading to the coast early in the morning to make pictures. It will be hard, of course, to leave the comfort of my home, but I feel the need to get out and do more. There is not guarantee, though. We shall see.
I went to a store today to look at new washers. Now I just want to fix mine. My mother scoffs at me, but it is an idiots work, and I am nothing if not an idiot. Three screws and a hose. I know I will fuck up the hose part, but what the hell. It is a man's work. My dick will surely grow.
Kidding, that.
I mean, I am a broken machine. The parts are fragile. Some are broken. Nothing works as it should. It is terrible. But tonight I was watching Anthony Fauci on t.v. Which one of his eyes is functioning? One of them is not. It is like watching an interview with Jim Harrison. One of his eyes is blind for sure. He is 79 years old, and though he has access to the best doctors in the world. . . .
I have many more problems than that.
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Morning. I did not finish writing last night. Or maybe I did. I don't think I'll be going to the coast today. I decided to take a walk yesterday despite having a bad left calf. I was going to wear a brace, but I forgot to put it on and didn't realize it until I was some ways down the road. It seemed to be doing fine; that is, until I got to the furthest point from home. I had to walk slowly and baby it all the way back.
When I got out of bed this morning, it wasn't just my calf that hurt. Apparently, I screwed up my knee walking funny. It hurts to walk through the house. Like I said last night, I'm a broken machine. The parts are wearing out. When will I be able to wander and make pictures again?
The feral cat is weird. Sometimes she doesn't show up for a day or two, but her boyfriend does. He is on the deck now, alone, as he was last night at dinner time. Where does she go? What does she do? One would think free food would do the trick.
She's done this before. She'll turn up.
I'll leave you with a song. A real rocker. I heard it on the college channel driving home from mother's. No head banging now. Just something sweet, like the romance between Peter Gunn and Edie.
ReplyDeleteAw. I *heart* Edie & Peter.
Thanks for recommendation - I recommended it to two of the best people in my world who happen to be on Cape Cod from New Jersey today - Lisa & Mitch. Mitch is in the music business - his business is - i don't even know the word to use to describe where is business is right now - in Covid World - poor guy. . He is Music Mix Mobile. They are trying to figure out WTF is going to happen to the business of live music.
(Doesn't that sound like it is out of a sci-fi book? no more live music allowed in the United States of America Because Death In Great Numbers Will Occur)
But of course he knew the song and we talked about Mancini and all the cool jazz scenes in the show and the setting music. I think they are going to give it a go.
I hear there was a twatter from the Prezzy about poor, probably black or latino brown peeps moving into my hood.
He is an orange douche canoe. He's a YoHo. Why won't he die? Why? He scares me. No. He's a Lumpy Oaf it's the people who Believe in Him Trump 2020 that fucking scare the living shit out of me.
I noticed a few weeks ago on the Peter Gunn Show - the same piece of art in the background in two different houses (who happened to be women visited by Peter- who does move in quite close to those ladies - he's suave that Peter - collecting his info.
Actually, I've seen a few doubly used props.
I smoked TWO small joints tonight. I feel great right now. Gonna go do some breathing and stretching. I've already taken a Tagamet to combat the "surprise Ma with the first fried seafood since last summer dinner.
Ok back to some studying - I have been a poor student.
"The camera falsifies through the credibility of likeness."
What does that mean? the camera lies? using a probable truth? cause "credible is not truth" it is "convincing which could also be a lie.
Thanks. That's all for now.
ReplyDeleteOh. Just in case anyone has a doubt about that song
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oysMt8iL9UE
and therefore just the show because of that song.
meaning - it has got to be somewhat fun to watch. Cause that's a bomb song.
ReplyDeleteAnd Mancini actually did the music. I think you shared that knowledge here ages ago. I am a disciple and spreading the word to the cool people I know.
Fuck it. I like it. It is a lovely little close of the evening type thing.
well. that's my review.
ReplyDeleteYou know what else is strange - I tried to explain this to Lisa & Mitch today - the show doesn't seem to take place "Anywhere" - either that or it is trying to be "Everywhere". But it might really be "Nowhere"
That's a great version of that song. There are many.
ReplyDeleteThe quote about photography is like all theories about art. People try to be clever and say something original and curious, then that becomes a meme and the meme becomes convention and then cliche. All cliche's became that because they were such great observations. But repetition deadens the freshness and subtle changes in how we read it take place. There is a lot to be said about placing a frame around a 3D subject and making it a 2D object. We can talk about intent and unconscious desire and exploit and revelation, but in the end, it is what it is just that and we bring our own ideas to it.
Or not. Ha!