TED

There are some really good ideas flowing about the world. They're not always in your face or apparent, though you may be thinking along with them without even knowing it. The funny thing is, the most applicable and seemingly form changing ideas about our actions, communities, way of life, psyche, etc. are just brilliant moments of clarity in common sense. Unfortunately, the bureaucracy of profits tends to have a dissolving effect on collective benefit, on those ideas that, mutually beneficial, could really have a chance to make the forward progress that our world is hungering for.

"Good Ideas" are a dime a dozen on paper, so to speak, but I once read that a 'good idea' isn't a good idea until it works. I believe this and, amongst other ideas, have grown to understand why it annoys the crap out of me when I hear "communism is a good idea on paper" ... no, its not, it doesn't work, its a bad idea (not to mention a lame one). Good ideas have to work in the world as it is, not in some fictional, hypothetical, ideal world.

Someday I would like to be a part of a good idea, someday I would like to be involved in an idea that changes peoples minds, that stops them in the street, that makes them smile and, at the end of the day, sends them home full of something they were missing. I suppose everyone wants that and most fail to ever achiueve it, who knows.

Down from the clouds I sit here typing away letting you all know that, on June 3rd, I will have an exhibit of my photos in a local book store in Hendersonville, NC (near Asheville). Needless to say I have been busy planning layouts, photos, taking photos, pricing, printing, and other things. It's really my first showing so I am pretty excited, though feel very under prepared and a little overwhelmed. It is a few months away, but my photos are a veritable disarray of confusion and I am struggling to get my thoughts focused.   

Sections of Fire Hydrants, Scenery, People, Climbing, Architecture and Still Life will surely be involved. I will have large prints, small prints, medium prints and perhaps cards too. Get myself seen and purchased is the idea.

The climbing season is coming, though it seems to have got distracted 80 miles south of Boone somewhere, probably sniffing the flowers and lollygagging about the small towns, blooming their Dogwoods and Flowering fragrant their quaint streetwalks. Here, today, it snowed.

Work is ok, I tire of working in 20 minutes intervals before interruption comes waltzing up to my door with idiocracy and menial endeavors. It's hard to complete a thought process and think something out when your day is filled, split, and caked in a sludge of microtasks who's solutions are heard and forgotten time in time out day in day out employee in employee out. This is not the job for me, and my patients wanes with each passing day. Its a roller coaster of interest and agitation. In one hand i get to explore, learn, and create; in the other i get the surely benefits of a manager, those of eye rolling employees, selective hearing, selective productivity, selective maturity, and selective sanity. Though never a dull moment, the office here is something fit for television, not reality (or perhaps reality TV, though a little less rating racking).

The winds will change, and if they refuse to blow I'll fashion a fan, put the wall behind me, and create a little breeze to get me started, office junkie is not my calling nor my forte. I want to talk to people, I want to help people, I want to interact and participate, I want to exchange, I want to create. This I cannot do in an office like mine. I want the wind, I want my camera and a force to pull my eye. A target. I feel a bit like a pole dancing compass, motivated to direction with no clear idea where. I know that, given current circumstances, the end of June (Mid-June really) will bring forth the spring of my move onward and away. It is time to change my scenery and hopefully give a, however brief, calming to the confusion.

In the meantime, away from existential ramblings, life is good. I am happy with my friends, happy with my hobbies, happy with my photography, and happy with my relationship. Melise is doing well and I really enjoy her company. We make bread, hike, climb, motivate, and relax. We will soon be learning Chinese together and she will be teaching me French, as she has been studying it for years now.

I recently learned of more opportunities for photographic work here in Boone come winter again, though I somewhat hope not to be here by then. However, should I remain I do have some more plans. There are a few galleries, local businesses, and venies for photos around town here, plus a few ideas that I could foster here while I hvea proximity to such a place as this. If I can find a well paying job here in town perhaps I can stay, perhaps I can find something that gives the satisfaction of a good day's work with the satisfaction of a good day's bank account.

I hope to see the universe fall together sooner rather than later above me.