Happy Friday!!!

"Weekends don't count unless you spend them doing something completely pointless."

~Bill Watterson

A Poem on the Underground

The last train is nearly due,
The underground is closing soon,
And in the dark deserted station,
Restless in anticipation,
A man waits in the shadows.

His restless eyes leap and scratch,
At all that they can touch or catch,
And hidden deep within his pocket,
Safe within it's silent socket,
He holds a colored crayon.

Now from the tunnel's stony womb,
The carriage rides to meet the groom,
And opens wide and welcome doors,
But he hesitates, then withdraws
Deeper in the shadows.

And the train is gone suddenly
On wheels clicking silently
Like a gently tapping litany,
And he holds his crayon rosary
Tighter in his hand.
 

Now from his pocket quick he flashes,
The crayon on the wall he slashes,
Deep upon the advertising,
A single worded poem comprised
Of four letters.

And his heart is laughing, screaming, pounding
The poem across the tracks rebounding
Shadowed by the exit light
His legs take their ascending flight
To seek the breast of darkness and be suckled by the night.

Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel

Stormy Monday

They call it stormy Monday, but Tuesday's just as bad
They call it stormy Monday, but Tuesday's just as bad
Wednesday's worse, and Thursday's also sad

Yes the eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play
Eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play
Sunday I go to church, then I kneel down and pray

Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy on me
Lord have mercy, my heart's in misery
Crazy about my baby, yes, send her back to me.

- Call It Stormy Monday, T-Bone Walker 

Inspiration for Your Monday

Ghost Bakery

You find this little, abandoned bakery or "Backerei" in the ghost town, Luderitz, in Namibia. However, instead of freshly baked bread and cakes, it is filled to the brim with desert sand and you never know if the baker will make himself visible when you visit...

Eternity Through the Moment

He made me suddenly realize that photographs could reach eternity through the moment.

Grandmother

I love history. I love what it teaches us. I love how beautiful it looks in today's commercial world and finding photos like these makes me wish I could also experience it first hand. This is a photograph of my grandmother at age 20, so that makes the year 1945 (when World War II ended). Note the exquisite clock-radio (reminds me of the movie Titanic).

Meet the Other Brothers

I told you I had many brothers (what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, right?) and they all make good models when I need someone to pose for one of my random shots. These two are very close in age, so that makes it easy to recreate some scene on a photo from some of my favorite movies, like "The Brothers Bloom" or "The Boondock Saints." It's not always easy to be the only girl and thus in the minority, but I can't imagine my life without them... (Don't tell anyone!)

Art is

We all need some inspiration on a Monday...

Grandfather

A classic photo of the filmmaker grandfather I never got to meet...