It was not one of my better days. The sun was cruel and cold in a colorless sky on the morning a container of blueberries fell and burst all over the front seat of my car. I continued on with my errands, getting caught at every traffic light on the way downtown, picking up mashed berries each time I stopped for a red light. Finally at the county offices, I found a good parking spot but the pay station kept rejecting my credit card and I had no coins on me. So I dashed in to quickly to pick up the papers I needed. And, as I’d feared, my car was ticketed by the time I got back out.
Life can be harsh. Some days it’s difficult to leave the safety and comfort and predictability of home. My photography shoots don’t always end up in cozy lit studios, green valleys with pretty horses, or intriguing mountains of material wastes. At Cornell’s Hydroplant and Lake Source Cooling Plant there were ridged metal plates, grates and grinders, and all sorts of machinery with moving parts. Signs warned, “Keep Back,” and I did. And later, in Photoshop, I collaged several steely sharp-looking parts to create a hard merciless sun over a landscape of mashing metal.
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That sounds like a Murphy’s Law day! I hope there’s a nickname for a day when nothing goes wrong, when only good things happen. There are days like that, too. Thank you for the industrial waste collages, where you turn manufactured patterns into suns and ocean waves. Love you.
yeah, Lucy, if you know of a name for a really right day please share with me. The only thing that comes to mind at the moment is ‘humdinger.’ As in “humdinger of a day.” And there’s something really scary or distasteful about that term to me. Cheers!