Well, this is different...

We’re retired. In our “normal” life we don’t get out much. We go to the grocery store, hardware store, sometimes out to eat, visit friends on occasion, go to group meetings of the South Street Photography Group for me, scheduled yoga group for Franca and an occasional photo or art show, that’s about it. And now most of that’s not really a possibility. Here’s the thing… everybody is in the same situation, we hear it on the news, watch the lack of traffic on the street, find ourselves thinking about alternatives to toilet paper. So since we all know… ain’t gonna talk about it.

Franca gave me “Master Class” for my birthday and it’s great. My first was Billy Collins on poetry. Wonderful. Yesterday I watched all of Frank Gehry. Wonderful as well. I had a different opinion of him and I’m happy to change my mind. I wish I would stop forming opinions of people with no experience with them or enough evidence to form an opinion. Ycccch!

I’ve been working with diptychs and triptychs. It’s harder than it looks. The proper juxtaposition is not just throwing them together. And I find the discussions about things like this are difficult to start and maintain. At this age I’m beginning to feel the dinosaur syndrome taking hold. Is the world really moving too fast to consider craft important?

 
 

These are general applications. I worked with them for a while, had some feedback from the group and went on to get this next one together. Which of these works better?

 
 

We’re “Zooming” in The South Street Photography Group. It’s an experiment that seems to have a lot of potential. It’s actually pretty funny and fun. A least everyone can see what’s up if they can work out the technology. Our lives are changing, the way we deal with each other, etiquette, introspection and other ways I’m not sure we perceive yet. Might never be the same and still might be OK.

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For years we had a few orchids that didn’t bloom, went through the “almost dead” routine and then, suddenly… (click through)

 

In the midst of all this hubbub, every morning, brushing my teeth… there’s this to look at and marvel that the world goes on with very little consideration about toilet paper. Stay well.

 
Franca Nucci Haynes