A new year begins. It always amazes me the twinge of hope that comes with the beginning of a new year. Like a cleansing rain, we leave out failures and frailties of the past behind and step forward into a new dawn. Come on people, changing the calendar is no different than our watch hitting midnight. We’re still the same people we we’re moments before, so why does changing the last digit of the year make a difference? Changing jobs, moving to a new city, a new relationship… those are places you can get a fresh start, not after watching the ball drop, gulping champagne and kissing whoever is standing next to you.
But I’m not setting out for this to be negative. I’m actually hoping that this new year thing works… I could use a slight change of direction.
Hope is funny. We can get through a lot of crap if we have a shred of hope to cling to. The hope doesn’t even have to be real or plausible, just possible. I’m working a job I absolutely hate… but I cling to the fact that I have a new book coming out this month, a new project to work on and my Panthers made the playoffs. None of these things are going to get me out of the job any sooner… well, if the new book gets me more work it might, but I’m pretty much stuck in this contract until March and maybe longer if I don’t line stuff up.
I’ve become fascinated with the old Pulp book covers. I loved the format and style they were able to produce with only a handful of elements. Sex, betrayal, danger, intrigue… all that on a paperback cover. I’m contemplating doing a series of photos based on the old pulp novel covers. I’ll have to experiment some, decide the best approach to both the format and the function. I’ve done a few photos that have had that pulp quality… I will have to dig them out and experiment to see if I can get that feel I want on the final product. Then start setting up some shoots. Don’t know if this idea is big enough to be a new book or if this will just be a fun side project.
No resolutions for me this year. Either I will make changes in my life or I won’t… the calendar won’t dictate it. But I do hope that all of you have that strand of hope to cling to and that any bad times ahead are brief.
But I’m not setting out for this to be negative. I’m actually hoping that this new year thing works… I could use a slight change of direction.
Hope is funny. We can get through a lot of crap if we have a shred of hope to cling to. The hope doesn’t even have to be real or plausible, just possible. I’m working a job I absolutely hate… but I cling to the fact that I have a new book coming out this month, a new project to work on and my Panthers made the playoffs. None of these things are going to get me out of the job any sooner… well, if the new book gets me more work it might, but I’m pretty much stuck in this contract until March and maybe longer if I don’t line stuff up.
I’ve become fascinated with the old Pulp book covers. I loved the format and style they were able to produce with only a handful of elements. Sex, betrayal, danger, intrigue… all that on a paperback cover. I’m contemplating doing a series of photos based on the old pulp novel covers. I’ll have to experiment some, decide the best approach to both the format and the function. I’ve done a few photos that have had that pulp quality… I will have to dig them out and experiment to see if I can get that feel I want on the final product. Then start setting up some shoots. Don’t know if this idea is big enough to be a new book or if this will just be a fun side project.
No resolutions for me this year. Either I will make changes in my life or I won’t… the calendar won’t dictate it. But I do hope that all of you have that strand of hope to cling to and that any bad times ahead are brief.
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