My Chat with a Photographer

As I was sitting at the window watching the sunset, I noticed several light flashes. The flashes didn't bother me, but I was aware that there was someone witnessing the same beautiful sunset. So I stepped outside to find a man photographing the fleeting light. I then said to him, "Sometimes it just feels better to live in the moment." He asked if he was bothering me. I said no.

I asked if he was a professional photographer, and he said he was. He then explained that was the reason why he was "biased" (against living in the moment).

I thought this all a bit sad. As the light faded and the photographer left in his Mercedes, I thought that maybe his quest was indeed noble: To show this light again. But how sad this is, to settle for a small photograph in a frame when we could have taken the time to really experience the real sunset.

I was thinking before he took the pictures, that it could be the one of the last amazing sunsets around he for a while. Considering this I thought it better just to sit there and look.

The Joy of opening the Kiln Door

For me ceramics, is about the joy of creation. Building something up out of clay. Then testing it in fire. You never really know how it's going to turn out (to a much larger degree than in drawing or painting). At least for me. I could go on, but I will spare you.

So anyway, look at this not-so-little "Happy Accident." Yeah, it's Bob alright. And yes he is ready to serve up some squirrel, cloud, tree, and mountain shaped cookies.

Because yeah, he's a cookie jar.

I'll let you know, when he finds a venue.

Peace.