I am hard pressed tonight, this was my first day back to school. If you are interested in any way, I am going to school to learn about producing multimedia and get a degree that shows that I know what I know so when I retire I don't end up working up at McDonald's or greeting people at WalMart. I am enjoying school at my age and stage of life.

I am taking an introduction to sculpture which is very basic when you sculpt with plastic foam like they make packing material out of. I am looking forward to it, though creating representational art is not something I am very good at. I cannot seem to be able to actually draw a tree or a face that looks like the object I see. So creating a sculpture that looks like something should be a challenge. It is physical art and it will surely stretch me in that respect and I think a good challenge. I am hoping that this will reflect in my other works. Like the postcards is taking me to collage and seeing how to layer different pictures to work together or against each other.

I was walking to work this morning and yet again I find myself reflecting on the nature of light, it was soft light no sharp shadows the edges were clear without feeling sharp to my eyes. But not softening, the lines were clear and crisp with diffuse light everywhere. It was wonderful, winter morning light. This is one aspect of picking up a camera that has emotionally affected me and does everyday. It has forced me to be aware of my surroundings in a way that makes me feel connected to the great painters and photographers even if in this small manner. As I am swimming in a tradition that surpasses my everyday life.

ta ta for now