On Saturday, I booked The Cracked Gallery for three weeks in September-October -- for a showing of Chaos and Drama. Last night, I began selecting and processing images: at the moment, only happy with a handful of images but I'm hopeful that this will grow as I progress with the editing process. One image surprised me - a photograph of a visitor to the Archaeological Museum in Iraklio (Crete). I'd selected it because I thought there was merit in the moment captured, but it wasn't until it had been processed that I saw the power in that moment. It does bring to bear the old photography adage which Ansel Adams is purported to have coined about film negatives vs the finished product.
On Friday, I spoke with work about going part time and will commence at 50% in August. Actual work days have yet to be confirmed but I made it clear that I would need whole days off -- as they had initially wanted me to do 5 x 1/2 days in the week. Not an option if I am to devote time to my photography. But it's a tremendous relief to know that soon I will have time of my own, and the trick is to teach myself that this 50% time does not have to be applied 100% to my photography - that it's ok to take time to breathe, unwind, relax, observe, experience, to live. The other trick is to be able to manage my spending and to budget for 50% of my usual salary. :-)
The PCP AGM will soon be on again. I sent in my membership renewal yesterday and marked myself down as interested in volunteering. I think that with more time, I should get more involved in the community - via FotoFreo and the PCP as a volunteer. Perhaps a day a month to do gallery sitting for starters.
On Friday morning, the skies clear and filled with the shimmering blue light of the sun just risen, I went to Port Beach to catch up with Sal. We took some photographs - I caught a trio of swimmers coming out of the ocean and chatted with one of them. I had thought he was one of the winter swimming Polar Bears, but he's just regular morning swimmer. He mentioned that the light changes daily across the view towards the pines at Cottesloe - a local version of what the Roeuen Cathedral was to Monet. It is sweet sweet country and how strange that, in photographing it, I tend to reduce it to an equation of quality of light, angle of view and framing; if only I could see without the limitations these have now brought to the way I see.
A couple of days ago, I received contact via Flickr from a fella by the name of Max Armstrong offering to pose for my fallen luchadore Dare to Bare II idea. It turned out that Dale H had referred him to me as he had contacted Dale first but Dale wasn't looking for a male model. Being of naturally suspicious nature, especially about th Internet, I had to suss Armstrong out first but he seems authentic, so we've teed up a meet on Saturday morning to discuss the shoot and to address any questions he has.
Finally, I have signed up with Plurk. For now, it seems to be Twitter on a Timeline. I'm not blown away, nor can I see any value in its use. Things may change but I'm not hopeful that they will for me... I just don't seem to connect with connectivity. :-)
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