I Am Not A #Camera 3

After my Wednesday post: Dried Blood Crust  http://wp.me/p1RtxU-1uS – it seemed a fitting time to talk about me & my camera & my explorations with it. At a poetry workshop I attended recently one of the writers told me that my blog had changed the way she looks at the world – not my writing 😦 but my photographs :-). Which may be the same thing as I write from a very personal pov & I take photos also from a very personal pov.

book

I’m more inclined to see myself as a writer than photographer. I started taking pictures for this blog having read people like pictures. I rarely use photos that reflect the content of the blog though. Too much thinking. For some time I did captions for them but stopped when I found myself taking photos for captioning.

garage

This year I began posting sets on Tumblr, essays – as one fan calls them – of grouped themed shots – it was one way of getting through the backlog of garage pictures I was amassing. I post garages & laneways on Tuesdays and other stuff on Sundays.Tumblr blog.

dishes

From the first click some things have always caught my eye – shoes & books in particular. Gradually the things I’ll always take a picture of, if I can, has expanded to include empty picture frames, art work, dishes, chairs, toys, stairways, crutches – to name a few.

shoe

I’m not self-aware enough to know why these subjects appeal to me over stay – crushed coffee cups or discarded batter bottles, or even tagged walls. I do know that is some instances taking a picture means I’m not dragging the stuff home – imagine the library I’d have of all those books. The camera has saved me from being a hoarder & has certainly changed the way I look at the world.

samp01

Saint Jim

Pere Lachaise

section six section seize

‘seize the moment in section six

you have to seize the moment

saiser l’instant’

Jim starts a new song

‘you have to seize the moment

in section six’

I can hear him shout

through stage fog strobe lights

teeny bopper girls rush the stage

police men push them away

as he taunts flaunts

teases pleases

scowler prowler

hurt lost shaman

 

like those silly little girls

I lust after that idol

I wonder what they saw

that day in Miami

if he did flash the iconic cock

 

I make my way though a light rain

everything is a line in a Saint Jim song

‘making my way

through cemetery rain’

I know he‘s here somewhere

I see mystic marks sprayed

momentos of worship

‘the blue bus stops near here’

the rain stops

and I am there

 

it’s not a monument

a flat grey space with a tombstone

his name wrong

James isn’t Jim

his bones beneath my feet

unless they’ve been stolen

relics in sacred altars

for those who think

they can petition this saint

 

a bunch of flower

some used condom lizard skins

‘lizard skins drying in the sun

show we have seized the moment’

I hear birds

then dozens of people

hiss of cameras

posers smile lean over the tombstone

stoke his name then gone

 

left alone

I seize my moment

shrug at the security camera

unzip my fly

to flash my cock

the only gesture of his I can duplicate

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January 20, Wednesday: judging at Hot Damn! it’s a Queer Slam – featuring  Dominic Berry Supermarket Restaurant and Bar 268 Augusta Ave., Toronto, Ontario M5T2L9

hot

https://www.facebook.com/groups/1504753909765085/

March 12, Saturday: attending:

spec

Toronto-SpecFic-Colloquium

June 3-5: attending: Capturing Fire 2016 – The DC Centre – 2000 14th St NW, Suite 105 – Washington, DC

nufire

http://capturingfire.com/#/page/1

September 1-5: attending FanExpo 2016expo16

https://www.facebook.com/fanexpocanada/?fref=ts

November 1 – 30 Participating NaNoWriMo

nanobullseye

http://nanowrimo.org/

money

Hey! Now you can give me $$$ to defray blog fees                                               & buy coffee in Washington – sweet,eh? paypal.me/TOpoet

Like my pictures? I post lots on Tumblr

stairs

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