heh heh heh...I'm writing this post lying next to my lifelong best friend...we are hiding in her bedroom, in Houston...we just shot some night stuff with her hands curled up in some twisted ivy just outside her kitchen window light. I guessed on all the exposures since my light meter doesn't really care about my night adventures. What would you be if you didn't even try? You have to try. (says Lyle)
I've come to Texas for a very long stay. The longest I've ever been away from home. It is ten thousand degrees and 99.9 percent humidity/stupidity. Mary Carr, one of my favorite authors, who grew up not far from where I grew up in Texas...she and her sister used to say "Its not the heat, its the stupidity." okay, but I don't hang with those people. I come here, not for the landscape or the culture or the resort mentality...I come here because my people are here. My children know their children, as family. I come because I'm better after I've been with these women for awhile.
Plenty goin' on with work and photography and breaking thru to the other side. The day before I flew here, I got word that one of my images is to be a part of a group show in London. Wish you coulda seen the firestorm around me, packing for my three kids (plus a visiting spare), managing the fact that my prints arrived at the Griffin Museum with broken glass, framing and shipping the print to London...and more and more and more. You know what? It feels like a full, BALANCED, albeit crazy ass life. And thats how I like it best.
My best friend Beck lies next to me now as I tap tap tap on my laptop. She's reading a photography book... her twin boys, who I met on the day they were born, are upstairs playing with my kids. All is well here in the Lone Star State. Chapel Hill won't miss me for awhile. I'll be thinking about her. But for now...I'm good.
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