Tuesday, October 13, 2015
Thursday, September 10, 2015
I've been going through this phase lately where I like to just point my camera at the sun and snap a picture.
Lets call it blind photography...due to the intense glare of the sun there is no way to line up the shot, or even know for sure if you are pointed directly at it.
I just snap the pic and--later in the day--take a look to see what I have.
Once in awhile I get a stunning shot. More often than not--much like life--I get a boring variant of the day before...the beauty, however, is hiding in the shadows. It just needs to be teased out.
That's what happened here. Thankfully there are fantastic apps out there, like Camera+, that allow me to find the extraordinary behind the boring.
Tuesday, September 1, 2015
This is wrong to say, but I am thoroughly enjoying this.
The scalpel separates the flesh perfectly and effortlessly. It is so sharp that it traverses nearly the entire perimeter of the base of his foot before he can even feel it. When he does, however, the scream is otherworldly.
I suppose the foggy ether of dilaudid and the basic human instinct to retreat from pain has caused him to forget the conversation we engaged in mere minutes ago. I warned him. I swear.
He pulls his leg back to remove it from the blades vicinity, only to receive a quick reminder of the vicious little trick I have played on him with the piano wire. I wanted him to have the ability to make choices. He has—to this point in his life—made some rather bad ones and rarely afforded those around him the same opportunity. It is only fair that he be given the opportunity to minimize his pain. To be honest, I am hoping he makes all the wrong choices....