...here in the last bit of light melting from the finger tips of the sky. Everything seems like another life time ago. Bishop seems like forever, but never long enough. At this moment I sit in the talus of small boulders, listening to the creek imagining the blackened landscape around me is anything. Today Gord, Chris and Craig left for Squamish and my night routine slipped away with the rug. The last week has been an exciting meld of fun all washed up on the beach of my memory. Climbing, Camp fires, saying hello, saying goodbye, free samples at Starbucks and reading a non trilogy starting with the forth book.
I've had a lot of chats and even more thoughts about photography, about our relationship. I feel like I'm doing it for myself, it's personal and sharing for the person I'm photographing. I think there is something wrong with the climbing culture. It's becoming like all the rest. It's becoming soulless. I think in need to find a way out.
If you stare long enough, is there something wrong with everything?
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dear friend, there is something wrong with everything and everything wrong with something. that is life. everything in its time. one day we see something as it is and the next time as something totally different, it depends on our state of mind at the time. ten persons seeing something at the same time will have ten dfferent emotions about it. life goes on. life is many lessons. learn from them and move on. open your eyes to what is before you with wonder. if you realize that all things change, there is nothing you will try to hold onto. (Tao)
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