Breaking the Ice
Well it isn’t the semester until your first photo idea doesn’t work out. Wouldn’t be convenient if everyone just always said yes and let us into their lives. So now I’m back to square one and scrambling for another subject. I was trying to track down another person I had shot in a photo early on in staff and I did not get all the caption info that the photo needed. I’m still going to pursue that but probably not for this. I’m afraid I’m thinking of ideas that are one and done projects and not longer stories. I have to remind myself that every project can be a piece to another project. Also in reading Bird by Bird I got a nice chuckle out of this poem.
|by Phillip Lopate|
we who are your closest friends feel the time has come to tell you that every Thursday we have been meeting as a group to devise ways to keep you in perpetual uncertainty frustration discontent and torture by neither loving you as much as you want nor cutting you adrift your analyst is in on it plus your boyfriend and your ex-husband and we have pledged to disappoint you as long as you need us in announcing our association we realize we have placed in your hands a possible antidote against uncertainty indeed against ourselves but since our Thursday nights have brought us to a community of purpose rare in itself with you as the natural center we feel hopeful you will continue to make unreasonable demands for affection if not as a consequence of your disastrous personality then for the good of the collective