What a week
Thank goodness it's Friday
Wow, it’s been a week, alright. How’s everybody doing out there? The sun is shining in Madison after days of thunderstorms and tornado warnings. Severe weather can do a number on your nerves. It feels good to see blue skies after so much rain.
Life has been a lot lately, and I haven’t had the headspace to do my usual photography work here. I don’t feel good when I’m out of touch with my photo people. I write this newsletter because committing to a photography practice — even something as inconsequential as a blog — keeps me plugged in, inspired, and creatively fit. Losing my rhythm doesn’t feel good. I know many of you can relate.
I end up feeling hollow when I haven’t published something here, and the truth is, I simply haven’t had the bandwidth lately: home, work, life, and the admin of it all have been overwhelming in recent weeks. Mainly, I wanted to touch base and show you something beautiful today, and Kinga Owczennikow’s image lifted my spirits.
We lost two amazing artists this week: Duane Michals and David Hockney, both of them legends. If you’re like me, you will appreciate reading their obituaries and reflecting on their contributions to the world. Both spent their entire lives creating, and each explored their medium until the end, which is impressive and entirely admirable. Here are some New York Times gift links when you have a few moments:
David Hockney, Who Restored the Human Form to Art, Dies at 88
Duane Michals, Photographer With Stories to Tell, Dies at 94
I’ll leave it there. We’re going hiking tomorrow, and I can’t wait to get out into the woods. I hope you do something similar. Have a great weekend, folks — take care!
Especially sorry to hear about Duane Michals. I first saw his work back in the 70s, thought it really imaginative. I met him a couple of times, and always enjoyed his conversations and banter. Busy right up to the end, too, and fearless to try new things.