Thursday, November 12, 2009

What Else is there?

I was in a moody mood when I started this post and this song has been in my mind for really a couple weeks now. I'm missing Montana. Even though I know it's freezing now.
I was icked out by the weather. I dislike slow drizzly cold wet slimy days when they can't be properly enjoyed. (at home with the kitties, a book, and tea)Tho the weather has changed for the better. Yesterday was beautiful in Frederick, MD. I chatted with some familiar folks and met some new (to me) photographers and Models. ( an improvement of my previous visit where I only chatted with two people both of who I had plans to work with prior to the meet-up) Joanies Cafe is a haven for cafe lovers and artists and kitties. True to Dan's word there was fantastic art to see and some incredible people to meet. I got to see some new prints of myself in a couple photographer's portfolios. That tickled nicely. I also met a few photographers whom I had admired through the nets that introduction to a face behind the images was nice. I also met a lady who graces both side of the lens. I approached her and put forth a request for her to pose for me. She was enthusiastic and we quickly agreed to shoot each other. Now let's see if the meeting fruits.

I've been thinking about too many things that I either shouldn't be thinking about or are thoughts to procrastinate other thoughts. I've been musing on the reasons why I do certain things. (like modeling) And my plans for the future.

Since moving back to the area, I've run into folks from school and it's frequently a surreal experience for me. You'ld think it should be warm and fuzzy or comforting to see people I know again; that I would try to reconnect. Part of going to MT for me was a disappearing act.

A little on purpose and a little on accident. Prior to leaving ( a year before) I ended a relationship that would have progressed the normal way a healthy happy relationship should progress. I would be married now. I would probably have a child by now, or be planning for one. I would probably be nearly finished with school by now. But I wasn't happy with that direction at the time. I was feeling a lack of control with my life letting it drift that way. It was comfortable but didn't feel right. I'm not a roving vagabond, but I do enjoy my freedom. I have a few close friends which I latched onto at various points and stay in fairly poor contact with them, but I know they are there and I try to let them know I am here. I tend to let everyone else slip away emotionally. I see these people again and where they are in their lives I think about coulda beens. ( not tasty like Lima beans) I am happy with my life and it's direction. I'm just not sure of that direction. It's the mid 20 angst I know but I still am questioning my self more than usual and it's leaving me shaky in my judgment in other areas.

I always say I model to be a part of the process. That's a bit of it and the easiest part. I'm always looking for something new. Different. Inspiring. Exciting. Surprising. Sometimes this search brings me a person, an event, a place, a time, a feeling, a conversation, an experience. I continue to model as part of my exploration of everything. The world around me, the world within me.
I strive to be honest with myself and those I interact with. Modeling both enables this and challenges this. Because other people do not see me the same way I see myself, they do not see the world around them/me/us the say way I do. I enjoy seeing the finished results regardless of whether it's "me" or my image/body/figure because it's a window into the photographers world. How they view and experience things effects how they see me. When I work with a photographer I feel like i am entering their world and to an extent exploring them as much as they are exploring me.

I like Kollin's world.


Photos are Copy written by :

First two Christopher Ryan
Third and sixth by Rob Guimaraes
Fourth by Eye of Ra
Fifth edited with permission (c) 2009fotofolios
The last three by kollinbliss

It was me on that road
But you couldn`t see me
Too many lights out, but nowhere near here

It was me on that road
Still you couldn`t see me
And then flashlights and explosions

Roads are getting nearer
We cover distance but not together
I am the storm and I am the wonder
And the flashlights, nigthmares
And sudden explosions

I don't know what more to ask for
I was given just one wish

It's about you and the sun
A morning run
The story of my maker
What I have and what I ache for

I`ve got a golden ear
And cut and I spear
What else is there?
Roads are getting nearer
We cover distance still not together

If I am the storm if I am the wonder
Will I have flashlights, nightmares, sudden explosions

There is no room where I can go and
You`ve got secrets too

I don`t know what more to ask for
I was given just one wish



Karl said...

I grew up went to college in MT. There is a part of me that still yearns for it and its austere beauty. My photography though has flourished since moving though. I don't think my artist's vision and what Montana was offering to share matched.

I wish you well.

Dave said...

When I used to work in retail sales, that is what I liked about the job, getting to peer into other folks world. It was amazing the things people would tell me! lol
It's only been since I've figured out most of the technical stuff that I've been able to work with models to get to the inside of their worlds too... it's awesome when that happens, if it happens.