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Ann's Falls

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A dry spell. I've not felt the camera's heft or seen through its eye in more than a week. I sit down to write and out come lecture notes, dry as yesterday's toast. I live on the surface while life is lived in some deeper place than the necessity of getting by. I do what I have to do and have forgotten, for now, what I want to see or say. A drought. But not forever. Rains will come.

She didn't name these falls. I did. I'll tell the story soon to others, then to you.


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"I do what I have to do and have forgotten, for now, what I want to see or say"

Oh, do I know that one! Been living it for far too many months now. Looking back over old posts earlier today, I found this, which although not what I was looking for, was what I perhaps needed to find:

“You must have a place to which you can go, in your heart, your mind, or your house, almost every day, where you do not know what you owe anyone or what anyone owes you. You must have a place you can go to where you do not know what your work is or who you work for, where you do not know who you are married to or who your children are” - Joseph Campbell

Have you got one of those places?

Very nice.

Sooner or later, though, you're going to run out of excuses like having a life or academic responsibilities and have to pick up a camera and shoot some new stuff.

We've got another full moon coming up shortly. Moon Wars, Part Deux?

Some days, Andy, some days I find that place. Not this one. But they will come again. And I have so much, even in the dry, empty times. So much.

Enjoyed your Where I'm From self-portrait. I hope more will participate and share.

Thanks for the Campbell quote. I'll clip it to the Keepers file.

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