(Thanks to Alex Kunz for fixing it for me!*)
The ideas for this post came to me at 2am last night. The lines were well thought out, points were clear and concise and you would have loved it. Unfortunately, they didn't survive until 7am. I'll do the best I can with what's left.
When I used to travel for work I always, inevitably, had trouble sleeping the first night. The unfamiliar surroundings lent a sense of unease in my subconscious even though I may have felt perfectly safe. I've since learned that this is because our deep inner-brain, our reptilian brain is still active: I think Jim Morrison referred to it as the Lizard brain but I attribute a lot of odd, lizard stuff to Jim Morrison. It keeps a look-out when alerted by strange places, noises, activities. In our reptilian brain are the primal instincts of fight-or-flight, reproduction, feeding, and general survival. It keeps and eye out for us which we pay for with difficult sleep.
A few neurons down the street from the Lizard brain, I believe, is a closet. In that closet we toss in thoughts and ideas, mental pictures, words, smells, tastes and other sorts of things that we collect on our life's journey. Most of this collection is taken in subconsciously; a book cover's artwork, a bakery aroma, or a musical passage is caught in passing and stored without even thinking about it. Something in our psyche was triggered and that thing was captured and stored in our little closet that resides down the street from the Lizard brain.
And then you have a Wednesday morning coffee with some kindred spirit like Jodie Hulden where arcane subjects like books of photographic art and printing are discussed and days later at 2am you wake and pick the lock on that little closet down the street from the Lizard brain and out pours a flood of thoughts related to that Wednesday morning coffee. Ideas swirl and form and fade away so now, at 8:28am, I fumble to grasp all those wonderful and artistic projects that seemed crystal clear just hours ago.
I have re-claimed some ideas I have on small books. I tend to do large books via Blurb. I think doing smaller books, both in size and pages is something I'd like to do. Jodie has produced some beautiful works of single subject photography that I've found inspiring. Just now, thinking about it, I must have dozens of collections of like subjects that could be turned into 30-page booklets, short stories vice novels if you will.
This post is an attempt to get this down before that closet door closed firmly once again. Stay tuned...
*Alex did some Lightroom Transform tool work on the stairs to correct tilting in the rightmost spindles. In my defense the Transform tool was not available in LR when I created the image. But, I owe him. It's unfortunate that this image is already in one of those Blurb "novels" and I cannot let that book exist without a corrected Stairs image. Sigh...