Something about this appeals to me. The negative space maybe.
I'm thinking about turbulence today. The plane hits a mean pocket of air. The car stumbles over a jagged roadway upheaval. Something comes out of nowhere and jolts your balance. Blindsided. The Surprise! that doesn't come with shouts of happy birthday.
Do you hold on tight, white knuckle grip through it or let your body go slack until you find your balance again?
Tomorrow one last self-portrait and this project will be complete. I'll have proven to myself that I can, in fact, finish something.
Summer on the rose.
Randal does no harm.
Geoffrey has a happy accident.
Good for you.
ReplyDeleteI'll have proven to myself that I can, in fact, finish something.
ReplyDeleteIf you're looking for a new project, I've got 15 or 30 unfinished draft posts...
(I keep waiting for the blogspot elves or hobbits to finish them for me during the night, but they never do.)
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Instead of holding or slacking, can I drink?
ReplyDeleteWait. This will count as a finished project? Sweet, my first one in decades!
I love this picture, and even moreso because I don't know why.
ReplyDeleteI white-knuckle to an unhealthy degree and when it's done I go slack and despondent. No grey areas for me.
It took me a while to comment, because I wanted to be careful. I detect a certain strain of melancholia through your recent photos. The "negative space" of this picture speaks to that.
ReplyDeleteJust hoping you aren't white-knuckling it right now.
They say drunks are more likely to survive a serious fall without injury. It's hard not to tense up if you're sober.
ReplyDeleteYour last few posts have hit me hard.
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