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January 15: My first reaction, when I see an empty watercolor tray, is delight. My littlest is full of life, and she paints in broad strokes and bright colors.
My second reaction is resignation. She painted on every piece of paper in the printer.
January 16: Bleak midwinter. Sometimes beauty is so subtle that you have to look long and hard to find it. I stomped around in the weeds and snow for a good hour, trying to find a way to make this landscape beautiful.
January 17: The Star of Bethlehem? No, just the street light, in our cul-de-sac. I was actually trying some creative photography, that didn't quite work out. That ghostly blue stuff is the lights flashing from the wheels of my son's Ripstick. I was going for light streaks. I laid on the cold pavement for a good half hour.
January 19: Lines always grab my attention, and I see these power lines on my way home from work every night, but I've never been able to figure out how to shoot them (while going 60 mph). Monday, the clouds and the sky showed me the way.
January 19: Self Portrait.
This is my newest identity -- at least temporarily. I began working this week for a company that makes drill bits for miners and geologists -- VERY BIG DRILL BITS.
It is a noisy, dirty job. Very dirty. I am no longer just a carbon based life form, I'm also a carbon COVERED life form.
January 20: A twenty-one mile round trip. Such is my movie theater popcorn mania. It's worth every mile. (Incidentally, I just get the popcorn and go home -- who can afford to go to a movie these days?)
January 21: I've been eating a LOT of chocolate lately. Truthfully, I've been eating more Raisinettes than Peanut M&M's, but Raisinettes look like rabbit droppings.
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