Starfish In The Sky

"I know that your soul is on life support and that you feel lost and like you're completely spinning out of control, but you're finding yourself here, tonight... even in this darkness."

~Jennifer Elisabeth

I had a particularly nasty encounter with a misogynistic, rabid Donald Trump supporter yesterday. He decided to take a shot at my self-confidence by saying my profile picture was ugly. A dis I haven't had since 3rd grade, when a boy who had a crush on me couldn't handle the conflict within his id for one more moment, and unleashed a tantrum complete with crying and drooling! LOL. Yesterday's troll, while probably not physically a child, (he was so good looking apparently that he chose not to put his photo on the Internet) was feeling slighted because I had pointed out that Trump was a complete liar, who just might kill the whole world one day, should a random world leader stand up to him. 

Ouch.

 I can only imagine the troll was cut to the core at the thought, but he must also believe me right on some level. It's all quite irrelevant now, as 12 hours ago in Internet time is forever ago, but as we move along in this particular national election year we are seeing a greater risk, not just to the country we love, but a risk to our individuality. And as we move further along I get the overwhelming feeling that we (America) won't see next New Years Eve without something even more devastating than what just occurred in Orlando taking place. God... I hope I am wrong! And if we get to 12:00 midnight on New Year's Eve without an assassination please feel free to comeback and laugh at me. 

I DON'T WANT TO BE RIGHT!

I DON'T WANT TO BE RIGHT.

But should Hillary Clinton win, 

where will the Trump supporters scary anger go?

I don't know, do you?

Mood: Quiet/Reflective

~Me

 

Frames

"If life were a camera I would be feeling a little out of frame."

~Jaeda DeWalt

My fuji. I have a love/hate relationship with this camera. When it behaves itself it can produce some stunning photos, but when it decides to be a pain in my ass, the photographs I take look like HELL. I am determined to work with this camera until I figure out if the problem is me... or the camera or if its just that the world can be damned unattractive. There is a part of me who thinks it's me, but then again, maybe it's just a shitty camera. That's the bad part about being stuck in a creative muck. You don't know if it's you, the world, or the camera that is defeating you. 

Shrug. 

Mood: Curious

~Me :)

The Woman Card

"A girl should be two things: who and what she wants."

~Coco Chanel

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My Hillary gear came today! So it's official...

I'm With Her!

Mood: Happy

~Me :)

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The Other Side Of The Shutter

"Do one thing every day that scares you."

~Eleanor Roosevelt

At the moment, photography scares me. Well, scares might be a strong word, more like I am just not feeling it. I am going through yet another rough patch. Not really depressed but not really happy either. My father in law passed away a couple weeks ago, and while our relationship wasn't perfect, I still feel sad inside.

Sad for a relationship that could never quite happen, sad for Alan, who also had a difficult time relating to his father, and just sad for the loss of someone I appreciated despite our differences. I don't know if he knew I appreciated him, but it's okay I guess, at least he isn't in any pain.That was deeper than I meant to go, but you get what I mean I think.

I chose that pretty box of cards because they are one of the last things I bought for myself, before we moved last year. I am not sure if I bought it for my new life, or my old one. Everything changed so profoundly this past year, that nothing is recognizable. And not just in my personal life. Politics, movies, television... everything. I sometimes feel like I have been picked up and thrown across life, only to land on my butt... hard!

 I have a great house, a fabulous husband, the best cats ever, and it all seems surreal to me. Weird. I don't know if I am causing that feeling or if I feel detached because the world really has gone off the rails. Maybe others feel the same way, or maybe it's just me. Who knows? 

All I know is I will figure it out as I go along, and while I move along I will just snap a picture each day and hope I find my inspiration again, somewhere, on the other side of the shutter. 

Mood: Who Knows

~Me