The beginning of something... It’s been at least thirty years since I last experienced a tornado. The tell-tale greening of the sticky summer sky and the distant wail of warning sirens are familiar waypoints I look and listen for when crossing the landscape of memory. I can travel as far back as first grade, in … Continue reading Storm Chasing
Taking the Afternoon Off
No painting here. No scraping or scrubbing.No Simple Green or bleach, no buckets.No brushes. No paint chips, leaded or unleaded.No ladders, no scaffolding propped upon the low end with wobbly cinder blocks. No harness or toprope.Nothing to prime. No overhead power lines to avoid.No tourists huffing it up the hilltelling you it’s looking good.
Overlooked
This diagram shows how film was stored and exposed in reconnaissance cameras. A pair of spools fed and took up the film, which was stretched flat over an opening in the camera body. To record images, the film received light through the lens below when the shutter was opened. (U.S. Air Force photo) What it … Continue reading Overlooked
Dispatch from BC
Well it's been an amazing winter (as a sabbatical badger) chasing the snow and espousing the ski bum ethic to my sons. The season began in December in Alaska and took us to Japan for two weeks in January and then on to Vancouver and Whistler, B.C through March! It's time to come back from … Continue reading Dispatch from BC
Things which are, and the things which shall be hereafter
Fog was deployed when erasure was needed, a soft, cold veiled undoing of yesterday, of morning of mind. Though the shroud of clouds did nothing to stifle the sounds of the unmaking- dogs barking, tearing at the thrashing throats of hauled out seals. The break and hiss of water battering rock, the evil seagull laughter … Continue reading Things which are, and the things which shall be hereafter
Jonas Lamb 