I dont think age is the issue of these pics,but thats the best caption I could think of.
leica m3
these two seem to work together
in my head at least.
today I am going to see Auktyon among other things. Possibly do a little street shooting. Going to be a busy day.
I understood today that it is stupid to expect recognition of my photographic vision by all,when only a small group of people bears me as a person.That is a relief.I just need someone to remind that to me every time I start to get whiny.
The Bahai Gardens
The Bahai Gardens in Haifa are so groomed that the word roccoco comes to mind. They seem so unnatural it is a bit frightening.
Kodak announced a new version of tmax 400.Nice.
Life is strange. Often I feel happy in the morning and sad in the evening. I have nothing to complain about but yet I am not happy. I feel I dont know where I am heading. I think one of the things that drive me is photography – but where am I going with it? An exhibition or a book would attract no one,I will never make money of it in a way I would enjoy it and yet I don’t see myself not taking pictures.
That what plays in my head:
I don’t believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Not to touch a hair on your head
To leave you as you are
And if He felt He had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms
your hearts sees what your eyes dont notice
loaned summicron.
I miss you,dirty-queen-on-the-sea.
I always claimed that
feeling is much more important then seeing.
дай мне напится железнодорожной воды.
I returned from Kinnereth and after a shower and a change of clothes I packed a backpack and a leica and went to Haifa, I returned half an hour ago.
This city has a ton of photographic possibilities,I visited the very decent Japanese Museum and the Bahai Garden.
I spent the day with Anastacia and enjoyed it very much.I am glad to be home.
I miss Tel Aviv(hasnt been there for over a week). I miss a certain set of smiling curls.
life choices
The Vardi Kahana exhibit in Tel Aviv art museum is good if not excellent.
I am now standing at a crossroads in my life. From one side – I need to do some academiccareer choices,from the other – I am young and want to enjoy life.
One comes at the expense of the other. It has become clear to me that the reasons for which I have chosen my proffessional choices are no longer valid – they never were – they were dictated by the place and the time much more then by logic or my heart desires.
I am not sorry for most of them – but it does make me wonder how reasonable my priorities are.