Nervous time is when you’re afraid, when you’re scared. When you’re worried that your opportunity is going to pass you by – when you feel a knot form and you know in your heart that your worst fear is about to be realized, yet you hope. You hope because you believe. Your focus is sublime, your purpose firm. Your needs are crystal clear. The moment comes, and you hold your breath…
I went with friends to the annual Christmas Market yesterday. I was very impressed with the amount of effort that had gone in to putting it on, inside and out. As someone who’s served as a stage manager I look beyond the surface elements and actually see the bones of the thing, and I was very impressed.
I suspect attending the Market may become an annual thing for me. It was very pleasant.
“Take the gun, leave the Canola.”
Last year I had a chance to watch a photo shoot which was using my classic car as a prop, and with permission I snapped a few of my own too. It was a very interesting experience. It was especially interesting to watch the professional photographer’s method. Those guys are freakin’ gymnasts! Anything to get the shot!
Here’s one of my own little efforts. Ladies and Gentlemen, meet ‘Summer’.
Pirate Life, on Wednesday.
Beauty, in the strangest places.