I've been really thinking a lot about moments in time recently. Mostly, I believe, because I want to escape my past. Sometimes, I do. Maybe the ability to, with photography, pathetically retain a little moment that I was really savoring still reflects a tendency to save and hold and remember. Perhaps I precisely construct that past, however. You only do see what I choose for you to see. The postcard-self, flawless. What to say about the real self, the complete individual Gestalt? Perhaps we are still all quite perfect. People are more likely to focus on the negative aspects of life. One criticism is only made up for by 10 compliments. I worry that ignoring criticism will make me really seem weird and unordinary. But, I think I have some control over this yet. I do get a good amount of positive feedback, it feels good.
Strange people have been commenting more and more on this site which is exciting. Only 2 or 3 so far, it somehow makes me feel connected to the world network here on this internet. So they demonstrate moments of communion, perhaps. Take my gifts, this website does make the world a better place for me and I want people to feel that way as well.
This weekend will be the first one in 3 weeks that I am not traveling. So it will be good to do some growing at home. I'm really interested in the color blue right now, I think. Most of my wardrobe (funny word) is dark and/or blue. I want to go out and get a really bright wool cardigan this weekend. Red or orange. It would really liven things up around here! But until then, here is some blue. At least its atmospheric. Do you get the sense that you are on planet Earth from these photos? I hope so.