I agree that a hunk of raw experience is of a totally different order from words afterwards spoken about it or a picture made of it. “When you describe a thing, it is already dead in your heart”, according to Nietzsche. So why speak or why make pictures? Well, why not? You’re never going to get the unmediated experence back again anyway. It’s extinct, whether written about or photographed. And there’s this to consider: most experience is either so tedious or so painful that we’re happy to arrive at the time when it’s dead in our hearts. Maybe the whole point of art is to help us cope with that reality.

Whatever it was that happened to us, the interesting part begins later - trying to figure it out. Humans long to make sense of what they’ve undergone - construct a narrative or mint a resonant phrase or image, remember what was beautiful or render bearable what was painful. This can only be done with words and pictures. Experience is what we must endure. Words and pictures are what we live by.

I know exactly what you mean…Just you and One with the Universe and Nothing else matters!! Although it can be done anywhere…..not nearly as much fun and helpful to the senses as where you and your wife get to walk!!

Enjoy - and keep letting us in on it…….we love it!

And Less of the “apocalyptic rants” is not a bad thing either….it just is!

Steve in Hot and Humid Oklahoma!!!! … “I’m Melting” !!!

of course! that’s the way it *always* works!! i’ve noticed the same thing with my music - the best stuff i do is when i’m just jamming & fucking around without bothering to hit “record”.

maybe it’s one of those Unwritten Real Rules Of The Univese, a reminder of the truly transitory nature of physical existence, that one should always be fully aware of This Moment, since This Moment is all that ever really exists, and you can never really “capture” it.

there’s a line from “Camera”, a short film by canadian director David Cronenberg: “Photography is death… when you record the moment, you record the death of the moment.”