Calzone
Gear Whore #1
Grilled zucchini with a boneless thick center cut park chop with a bean sprout salad. Eating very healthy.
158.6 pounds on the weekly weigh in, after radiation treatment and one emptying of the bladder. Generally it takes 4-5 releases to normalize my blood pressure, so figure about two pounds of this is water that has to be eliminated. The side effect of bloating though makes me seem fat.
“Maggie” got a clean bill of health. I expect the bloodwork results perhaps tomorrow. By medical standards she is at a healthy weight of 121 pounds, where the low range is 115. What bothers her is the paunch that happened from aging.
Lately I have been practicing fingerstyle on the guitar. It has it’s appeal and the sound and dynamics are very different than my pick and fingers. I am still better with a pick and fingers, but this state of confusion is being promoted that is leading to spontaneous creativity or pure improvisation.
Pretty much no thinking allowed and no space for anxiety. I love it and feel liberated.
I walked NYC in a performative manner. I remember one hot summer night walking downtown with my Leica Monochrom, and I think it was Lexington Avenue. I lived in East Harlem at the time, and somewhere in the Upper East Side I took a shot just to get an exposure or to check exposure.
When I downloaded that image it likely was the best shot I took that night. There was wonderful illumination of a Church steps with mucho grand columns and these gigantic doors at the top of the steps. I shot with a 28 Cron version 1, and at the time of the shot centered was a homeless man enjoying the illumination reading a newspaper.
Outside the illuminated steps and doors was profound dark silhouettes and mucho shadow detail to capture a somewhat large format element. The shot appeared like a tripod shot using large format, except not so fine grained.
Some would call that an accident, and perhaps it was, but the verticals were verticals and the framing perfect. No thinking at all.
Later that night I ran into a crowd at the southern tip of Central Park. Poke Man Go had a new release and a crowd of hundreds enjoyed a free hot spot all immersed on their cell phones. It was like a shooting gallery. Lucky me.
So as an artist somehow this no-thinking process is happening. Don’t know where this is going, but I love this space.
Cal
158.6 pounds on the weekly weigh in, after radiation treatment and one emptying of the bladder. Generally it takes 4-5 releases to normalize my blood pressure, so figure about two pounds of this is water that has to be eliminated. The side effect of bloating though makes me seem fat.
“Maggie” got a clean bill of health. I expect the bloodwork results perhaps tomorrow. By medical standards she is at a healthy weight of 121 pounds, where the low range is 115. What bothers her is the paunch that happened from aging.
Lately I have been practicing fingerstyle on the guitar. It has it’s appeal and the sound and dynamics are very different than my pick and fingers. I am still better with a pick and fingers, but this state of confusion is being promoted that is leading to spontaneous creativity or pure improvisation.
Pretty much no thinking allowed and no space for anxiety. I love it and feel liberated.
I walked NYC in a performative manner. I remember one hot summer night walking downtown with my Leica Monochrom, and I think it was Lexington Avenue. I lived in East Harlem at the time, and somewhere in the Upper East Side I took a shot just to get an exposure or to check exposure.
When I downloaded that image it likely was the best shot I took that night. There was wonderful illumination of a Church steps with mucho grand columns and these gigantic doors at the top of the steps. I shot with a 28 Cron version 1, and at the time of the shot centered was a homeless man enjoying the illumination reading a newspaper.
Outside the illuminated steps and doors was profound dark silhouettes and mucho shadow detail to capture a somewhat large format element. The shot appeared like a tripod shot using large format, except not so fine grained.
Some would call that an accident, and perhaps it was, but the verticals were verticals and the framing perfect. No thinking at all.
Later that night I ran into a crowd at the southern tip of Central Park. Poke Man Go had a new release and a crowd of hundreds enjoyed a free hot spot all immersed on their cell phones. It was like a shooting gallery. Lucky me.
So as an artist somehow this no-thinking process is happening. Don’t know where this is going, but I love this space.
Cal
