Sunday, January 1, 2012

Heading off into a new year!



Another year. 2012 to be exact and we're all here.
I had an epiphany a few days ago that maybe the Mayans weren't marking the end of the world for 2012 but the end of the sad state the world would be in.
Perhaps 2012 will mark a new era of hope and peace and positive change.
Wouldn't that be something?
And maybe, just maybe if we all hold that thought and do our part with acts of kindness, a more positive outlook and not being so hard on our ourselves it could happen.
I know I haven't been around much and I purposely have not shot much in the last little while.
I needed time to recharge and reboot.
Last night I mentioned that I loved New Year's Eve. Not for the parties and craziness (so not me) but because it holds all the promise of a brand-new year with its challenges and changes and opportunities.
The Mr. and I had a quiet evening last night. We watched "Bill Cunningham New York" on DVD.
zeitgeistfilms.com/billcunninghamnewyork/
It was wonderful to see someone so joyful in their work as a photographer, a man who lived by the simple credo that "He who seeks beauty will find it."
I highly recommend it to everyone, whether you're interested in street photography, fashion, New York city, seeing the world through the eyes of an artist, learning from someone who never sold out and yet by all accounts, never took a "mean photo of anyone, when God knows he could have".

This year, I think I will concentrate less on the cameras, the gear and just make the photos that make me happy.
And, I promise to share more here on flickr.
Other things have gotten in the way or, I must confess, held my attention for awhile, but it's here that I am allowed to grow, thanks to the contacts and friends I've made and the common passion we share.
So, I'm raising my New Year's mug of morning coffee to you all...
Thanks for helping me through 2011 and accompanying me into a brand new year!

Photo details: early morning porch view jammie cam.
It may appears similar to other shots, just like this morning may seem similar to other winter mornings.
But nothing stays the same. The borough has cut my "framing branch" (see note). I don't know why (it worked perfectly for my photographic purposes ;D). They also replaced my old school green plank bench with this fancy curved wooden slat one. I'm still trying to get used to it.
My river however, has stayed the same in its constant changing beauty from one season to the next.

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