Hard to believe the weekend has come and gone. Have I caught up with anything? Not really. Things are going back to that spinning feeling, where the future seems distant, and the weeks fly by but the overall passage of time seems so inconsequential to things going on around me. I've got that distant feeling inside. Where you watch things go by, one by one, and can't imagine any difference if you had been there or not.
I've only crossed one item off of my to-do list, but I've had to add a few things to it. I didn't get around to any homework this weekend, other than some late night photo editing last night and tonight. My thoughts are such a flutter I've got to write something down, even if it is incoherent.
Photographing women's basketball this weekend was a little less complicated than men's basketball. The action is a little slower and the heights of the jumps much less. I was also facilitated by my most recent purchase, a battery grip for the camera. After the last basketball game, where 80 percent of my photos were vertical and the pain in my wrist from photographing that way, I thought this would facilitate vertical photographing. Indeed it did. No wrist pains, and the more comfort I had allowed me to concentrate on the action, and not whether or not I was holding my camera too awkwardly and having odd horizons.
Saturday night I ate with a friend at a great polish restaurant nearby. I wouldn't have likely gone without the friend, but I'm glad we went there. Nothing speaks to spinning heads and lack of attention like a plate of gulaz and a perogie.
Sunday I had a wonderful opportunity to see one of the most published documentary photojournalists over the past twenty years. James Nachtwey spoke on his latest experiences and answered questions from the audience. I left feeling on top of the world in a hope that one day I'll be able to tell stories through my photographs. They don't have to be History with a capital H, but at least a lowercase h with an effect being felt by the communities it directly affects.
This song keeps playing over and over in my head: Time of No Reply - Nick Drake.
