Saturday, December 31, 2011
Friday, December 30, 2011
I have seen many 2011 mornings and many sunrises. Each one has made me pause and appreciate another chance to get life right. Each morning has been a vividly colorful reminder that opportunity does arrive by simply taking the next step.
Out for a run in San Francisco’s Chinatown I remember feeling like I had the city to myself. From the middle of the street I got my own dramatic setting worthy any Chinese Opera. It is the possibility of this type of picturesque pause that makes getting out of bed easier.
The gift morning can deliver.
Between the light through hat and the roses I knew this picture would make the finals of 2011 the moment I took it. If she was sipping champagne while wearing a hat among the roses, well then this photo would be number one. Instead, this photo gets the fifth spot. I don’t know if I would enjoy gardening, but any activity taking place in a garden is beautiful. And this lady brought fantastic style to a work hat – gotta love her!
Thursday, December 29, 2011
I admire photojournalists tremendously and Jerome Liebling was one of the greats. This picture made my top ten because it reminded me of his work.
I read an article where he said he takes pictures “to show things that people wouldn’t see unless I was showing them.” That idea speaks to me and inspires what I photograph every time I am looking around. Jerome Liebling died this part year, but he is not forgotten.
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
This photo is dreamy and I love that quality. Romance is always picturesque
and this photo made my top ten because accidental romance should be shared.
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
When in a museum you are part of the art, part of the experience, part of the story being told. Art is not the only show on display. Wondering around the MET one afternoon I first noticed the light in the American wing courtyard, but it was my accidental tableau vivant that made this picture memorable.
I go to museums because I want to think. I go to museums to be surrounded by curiosity. I go to museums to be alone. I go to museums to learn something new. I go to museums to get up close. I go to museums to experience something live. I go to museums to feel. I go to museums to explore. I go to museums to be entertained. I go to museums to get educated. I...look at this picture and I can see people doing all of those things.
Considering how my love life has played out lucky is not usually the word I would pick to describe it, but this year I felt whole heartedly - I am lucky. Lucky, because no one has ever questioned who I love (“why?”…yes…but never who).
This picture made my top 10 because it celebrates the fantastic community of people who saturated my life this year. People, who seek the same privileges I never fully understood I had; the opportunity of marriage; the joy of building a family; the freedom to love in public.
Be who you are – that is easy to type – very hard to do. I am surrounded by people who take the risk to be who they are. Sometimes, it pays off. Often, it does not. No matter, their call for fairness is loud and proud and I am happy to trumpet it.
How do you identify? I never asked myself that question before the Center, but now, I am thankful I ask it every day.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Don't get me wrong, I am not anti red envelope or streaming. The issue is, I also want the option to brows, in person. I want to wonder around a store judging a book by its cover. I want to discover what I am interested in. I don't always want a formula's suggestions (as correct as they usually are) as to what I might like.
Today, I walked into Alan's and the first thing I noticed was the Bette Davis section. Hello, I am home! There is a wall filled with documentaries and a Benny Hill section, not certain that is necessary, but that's the type of option that would never cross my on-line suggestion list.
The recommendation I got from Kaitlyn, the human I interacted with, was the order I should watch my films in. Yes, she assessed my choices and actually suggested the order I should watch each film (I will take her up on that recommendation). Red envelope is not at that level - yet.
I am thankful that Alan's is alive and when I am in the mood for a movie, but I don't know which movie, I will peruse the shelves and maybe check out the best of Benny Hill.
Friday, January 14, 2011
What was I really grateful for today? I was grateful for three Double stuff Oreo sandwich cookies. Yes, if I am going to be totally honest about what I was truly, from the tips of my toes, grateful for – the double stuff Oreo sandwich cookie would, oh alright, cookies, would win. Stress eating sometimes feels wonderful. And sometimes, it is worth the trip to the gym to enjoy a classic cookie, at just the moment I needed something to remind me that life is not always moments of mundane stupidity. I would like to be grateful for something lofty, or sophisticated, but….well, I can still taste that chocolate sandwich cookie perfection.
I also need to send a grateful shout-out to the conductor on the Uptown A train at 7:45am. I don’t know his name, but when he wished me, and all my fellow passengers, “a beautiful morning, and a warm and cozy weekend”, he said it with such sincerity that I smiled.
Yes, today I am grateful for three perfectly timed double stuff Oreo sandwich cookies, and the wish for a cozy weekend. Thinking about both – I guess my day wasn’t that bad.
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
I am going to add a resolution to my rather egotistical resolution list that includes, get a facial every month and always have chilled champagne in my fridge. And, by the way, flat champagne still counts (see current fridge) as having champagne in my fridge.
I am going to add “be grateful” to my list.
Today – I am grateful for Starbucks Christmas Blend and TAZO Joy Tea. It is true that every morning when my alarm goes off I am grateful for any cup of hot, fresh coffee. It is also true that there is holiday spirit in these blends. If Dickens had either, Scrooge would not have needed to be visited by three ghosts. Cratchit could have just brewed him a cup of coffee and the money to get Tiny Tim sprinting would have been his.
It is January and my bag of Christmas blend and box of Joy are almost empty. I will have to wait until the next holiday season to get more (wow – this is a first – I am actually grateful that now means October). Yes, today I am grateful for the taste of Christmas and the reminder, after the season, that the holiday spirit can be found every morning, all year, even in something as simple as a cup of coffee.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
#2 – Single Source