Dreaming In Blanco Y Negro

Walking Through A Saturday Morning, In Monochrome

“Organic Gates” — Image by Author

This morning I wrote in my notebook, and drank my coffee. Then I strapped on my camera, to walk around this ancient city. Thank you, Greg Brown. His lyric actually goes like this . . .

I’ll walk around
Some ancient city
Write in my notebook
And drink my tea
Don’t have to make love
’cause love made me
And I’ll be happy
Just by myself

This lyric has become my mantra, for my days in Oaxaca. I will be forever grateful to Rodrigo S-C, for turning me on to Greg Brown. Both of these men have enriched my life beyond measure. Thanks, guys.

“Graffiti Behind Pad Locked Bars” — Image by Author

I also changed up my routine this morning, and got out of the house earlier than normal. Along with changing my routine, I changed the lens on my camera. Talk about shaking things up! And so glad I did.

I have to say this morning’s walk with Joni, was the best we’ve have had in the past six weeks. I can only think that the planets must have realigned overnight. So I will thank them as well. Thank you, planets.

“Abstract Graffiti On Wood Panel” — Image by Author

With each new step, new subjects and views kept calling my name, asking to be, framed. I never said, “No” . . . not even once. I was on a roll, and I wasn’t going to interrupt the flow. Not a chance. I believe too much in good juju.

I am not quite superstitious. And then again, perhaps I am. Let’s just say, I know when things are going my way. When they are, I will ride the wave for all it’s worth, and for all I’m worth. Life is much too short to pass up a wave of new creativity.

“Abstract Calligraphy” — Image by Author

This view felt like a bit of Zen calligraphy. One of those sumi symbols that I never understand. I don’t need to understand, to feel the flow, and ride the wave.