Dear Mr. Einstein….Am I Insane?
I love quotes. Whenever I find a new one I copy paste it to a document I have titled..(wait for it)…”Quotes”. There are so many wise words that have been spoken by so many people. At times it overwhelms me because I want to be those things, all of them. But that is crazy (I have a lot of quotes). Today I started thinking about that quote that talks about doing the same thing and expecting different results. This train of thought came because of a call I had made to my mother three days ago.
I have to backtrack to May 5th when I hurt my neck. I’ve always had stiffness on and off but this time something happened. That Saturday I stayed home and had to move carefully and move my torso as a unit, essentially do the robot just not in an ironic way. Just the act of laying down and getting up hurt. It had started to dissipate but then “it” happened again this past Wednesday. I called my mom the next day because the neck pain had come back and I wanted some encouragement. Without getting into the nitty gritty details, I got none and received a lecture instead which just caused more tension to an already painful neck situation. I told her I had to get back to work and gritted my teeth until my first chiropractic appointment later that day.
So back to today, this quote is in my head so I google it. It turns out it is an Einstein quote. I am not sure if this quote applies exactly to my situation but I have known for a while that if I go to my mother looking for emotional support I do not get it and instead am told what I should be doing. Because who doesn’t need a good kick when they are down? I, ever the optimist, (or amnesiac, take your pick) like to think that this time….no scratch that. I don’t think about it I just call my mother, you know because she is my mother, and I need a sympathetic ear. I do not think my mother is trying to be unkind. As she puts it she just has to tell me the truth and doesn’t want to sugar coat things. I completely appreciate that type of person but I do believe there is a time and a place. But really, I am asking a fish to fly and that is just not fair. So let’s hope in this type of scenario I stop repeating the same thing and therefore stop being insane.
To put a positive spin on this introspection I decided to review these quotes from Einstein. There are ten of them which is a bit overwhelming but it is the weekend so why not? Though he would never have been a person I would have picked as someone I would have liked to have met, I mean what would I say to such great physicist, “I take photos…do you like photos?”. These quotes, though they could all be related solely to science they are also completely relevant to life in general. This possibility makes him seem a bit more relatable and I appreciate him from a different point of view.
1. “I have no special talent. I am only passionately curious.”
2. “It’s not that I’m so smart; it’s just that I stay with problems longer.”
3. “Any man who can drive safely while kissing a pretty girl is simply not giving the kiss the attention it deserves.”
4. “Imagination is everything. It is the preview of life’s coming attractions. Imagination is more important than knowledge.”
5. “A person who never made a mistake never tried anything new.”
6. “I never think of the future – it comes soon enough.”
7. “Strive not to be a success, but rather to be of value.”
8. “Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.”
9. “Information is not knowledge. The only source of knowledge is experience.”
10. “You have to learn the rules of the game. And then you have to play better than anyone else.”
Also, though my May 5th was ruined (it was Kentucky Derby Day & Cinquo de Mayo and I was laid up at home!). I did manage to feel well enough on Sunday afternoon to go take photos of a “field” of poppies I saw on the way to my mom’s house. It is more of a patch of land at an exit off a major highway but the photos don’t show that because I’m so tricky;). What better to go to wise words than the beauty of poppies in the setting sun?
I was an accident (or to be politically correct, unexpected gift
), the product of a diminishing relationship. I can’t remember how long I have known this but it never has bothered me. My mother got the news (of my impending arrival) when she was 34 and coming out of a committed relationship. She didn’t think she would get another opportunity in time to have another child, considering that back then (1975) it was no so common to have a child after her age. So she chose to keep rather than abort me as “my father” wanted.
This is not the story of a mother and daughter who are best friends. In fact some days we have trouble getting along. Our strained moments used to bother me but now I am grateful for what we do have because well it really could be worse. Maybe we are similar in a few ways (shudder) though I’d like to believe I am a better version of her. Not because I think so highly of myself but because I am the more recent model. I am sure my mother would argue that point.
I have come to learn that we get along swimmingly in short bursts. So this past Sunday, Mother’s Day, I headed over to my mother’s house to make us breakfast. I arrived right when she woke up and got to work preparing the planned breakfast that included scrambled eggs, croissants with marmalade, fresh squeezed grapefruit juice and coffee. We sat out on her patio and enjoyed the food and weather.
We caught up on each others inconsequential current events and ended up learning we both have never been on a hot air balloon ride but both want to do this. I told her we needed to get this done this year rather saying we would do it later. It was a lovely morning that included no disagreements. So in short it was a success in my book.
(This image was taken of the only Water Lilly in her small pond)
Greensboro Grasshoppers Mascot Dogs
As the warmer temperatures approach people are coming out of their hibernation and starting to get out more. These warmer temperatures mean something else to baseball fans, the beginning of baseball season! Well back at the end of last year when it was not that warm I got a message from my friend and a wonderful artist Joshua Hendry. He needed recent photos of the Greensboro Grasshoppers other “mascots”. There is a giant furry grasshopper that launches t-shirts into the crowd but who picks up the bats and balls? Well nothing says summer more than a baseball ball and a dog (or two). So the GM of the grasshoppers, Donald Moore, decided one day that his black labs, Miss Babe Ruth & son Yogi Berra, would be part of the best summer show. These two high energy “team members” take care of picking up the discarded bats and getting balls between innings. At the end of the game they race each other around the bases to retrieve treats . This idea was pure genius. What baseball loving individual doesn’t love watching a dog?
So in January of this year I drove to Greensboro to capture these two characters. With the help of Mr. Donald Moore I was able to capture some great photos of both of Miss Babe Ruth and Yogi Berra. This could not have been accomplished without Mr. Moore because these two were full of energy and ready for the approaching baseball season.
Once the photos were taken and sent off to my friend Joshua, this is when the magic began (seriously, check out this time lapse video: http://youtu.be/Yp4bCKQc0xs). I had to take the time to do a side by side comparison of the actual photo and the finished artwork. They are fairly similar but the artistic differences can be seen that make his art superior to my photograph. Enjoy!
Is It Important?
I’ve been a little out of sorts on the photography front. The lack of paying work gets me a little down. Then this week I saw Facebook posting that was a bit of a slap in the face. It said “If it is important to you, you will find a way. If not you will find an excuse”. So today I decided to edit a few photos that I had taken around the house. What I loved about photography while in school was the creative process. So today I played in the new Lightroom 4 and used VSCO presets, they emulate film characteristics. I’ve recently become obsessed with flowers especially since Trader Joe’s has beautiful options at an affordable price. Unfortunately I have to stick to dried or cut flowers because I can’t seem to keep the potted plants alive. My heart is green but apparently my thumb is black….gangrenous and about to fall off, sighhhh. So I have resorted to photographing flowers so I may immortalize them in their short yet splendid lifetime during this photography “slump” of mine. I know it’s been done but it’s all been done before so there. Well perhaps dried Billy Buttons in a mini tequila bottle hasn’t been done before but it has now;).
Bella Forte Bookbinding
I discovered Bella Forte Bookbinding quite by accident, this particular accident was a happy one. I suggest that if you have an unhealthy obsession with great presentation, book cloth and pretty papers that you check out Bridget’s site. All of her work is custom and if you have a special occasion that needs to be commemerated in a book or album she is the person to go to. I asked her to create a 5×7 proof box for my clients and the images below are what she created for me. Bridget has a variety of book cloths and interior papers to choose from.













































































