I’ll give a little ancient and recent meta-info though.

I had been photographing only with a 4 x 5 view camera for years up to about this time. Then I bought a used and inexpensive twin lens reflex camera. I loved the fact that I could suddenly make images like the one above but still have quality that wasn’t a total compromise. Not as good as the 4 x 5, but a new world of possibilities. I also loved that the camera looked so funky and non-threatening, like something you’d find in your grandfather’s attic. Funky, stealthy, and retro. (Though something half the size of a toaster can only be called stealthy when compared to a view camera, and only by virtue of its non-threatening appearance).

The up to the minute context for this image is that I haven’t yet re-found the negative. I don’t know if it’s still buried after my most recent move, two years ago, or if it got mis-filed and buried in an earlier move, or independent of a move. “I’ll just tuck these really important negatives inside the dictionary, under “R” for Really Important. I’ll never forget that!”

So here, I scanned a silver print from the darkroom days. I’ve got a handful of silver silver prints of this image. I like it a lot. Since it wasn’t easy to print, I printed a handful while I was at it. I’m so glad at least I’ve got the prints, and hopefully soon I’ll have a nice high res scan of the negative too.

I think I sometimes pulled it off, and sometimes still do. These old big pieces of film that I haven't looked at for many years hit me with a little jolt sometimes, when I get a sense of that some-kind-of-energy trapped in the surface of the silver crystals. But this scanning project is a process just barely underway, and hampered by the same thing my life with sheet film always was -- how to find the thing I'm looking for?

The other thread in my thinking is continuing with my interest in the Ukiyo-e, "floating world" composition and aesthetic. I have one of those from last week, new, but I'm not positive it's good enough to go live.

Anyway, this new image, "dandelion with centurea" is from this spring/early summer. It's been haunting me a little bit, and I felt compelled to put it online. I like the way it shows the moment as a precarious dot in the space of time. The dandelion gone to seed is at the edge of what it has been, starting the wind-born journey to what it will be. It's moment is all but gone, yet clearly in focus, master of the moment. And moving into its own is the blue of the early summer garden flower, more than holding its own against the weed.

It's funny how this image came up this week. All week I've been spending time looking at Ukiyo-e prints. Ukiyo-e means "floating world," and everyone knows at least one of these images: Hokusai's Great Wave. Maybe we know a few more Hokusai images or Hiroshige's, or any number of the countless fantastic prints still available for viewing in museums, galleries and private collections. Also reproductions are available, and now with the magic of the indra-net, we can see thousands of them.

It's been too too hot, and work a bit slow. Taking time to cool down and look through Ukiyo-e images has been a beautiful thing this week, and they float in my mind through the day and as I lay down to sleep and wake up.

It's funny, even back when I only made black and white prints, many of the compositional techniques from this genre appealed to me -- and even before I saw very many of these prints. Really, so many elements of the genre have permeated my work all along before I even knew much about it: the heartbreaking beauty, the transience, incongruity and tension between elements, and a dynamic tension in the composition. There is a quality of image-as-poem that I've always aspired to. The Henri Cartier-Bresson attention to geometry in composition is a tie to the photographic medium, and the Ukiyo-e images also simulate a sense of a "decisive moment" like Cartier-Bresson -- though the woodblock carvers were far more free to work with their imagination instead of the far more restraining constraints of actual-moment that we photographers have to deal with.

Though I haven't seen a hot air balloon or a duck (rabbits, swallows, frogs, carp, and cats are common), I like to imagine this image above as a modern Floating-World print.

See the blog for a few thumbs of Ukiyo-e

On Friday when I went pearl diving, I came up with this. I like it a lot. Seeing it in black and white helped pull some of the things I like about photographs: subtlety of tone and texture, dynamic energy in the composition, a poignant pointing-out of the passing of time, the bubble-like nature of experience and existence. This is why I’m doing this work.

When I was in college, so busy and my mind full of thoughts and tasks in the transition to spring; I would look up while walking between classes and realize that the trees had leafed out. Suddenly it was spring, and I had barely noticed it had happened. I had missed so much while lost in thoughts. Of course, we're always in transition, and we barely notice it.

And so it is with peony season. The days have gotten longer, the birds have been singing. Iris have come and gone. We should have noticed enough to know that THIS would come, that the world would be so rich and lush, the days so long and full of light and color. If we're lucky it registers, we really notice; but the petals are already falling, the days already getting shorter. Look! And then it's already gone.

Remember the flowers, the passing of time, and the people in your life.

I was working there the other morning, with camera at hand, and it turns out that my best photos actually featured the weeds, with the flowers as backdrops.

It is a good perspective to have on Mind as well.

The following is a quote from Suzuki Roshi, from a dharma talk given in November of 1965:

“We say ‘pulling out the weed’. We make it nourishment of the plant. We pull the weed and bury the weed near the plant to make it nourishment of the plant. So even though you have some difficulty in your practice….even though you have some waves while you are sitting, those weeds itself will help you. So we should not be bothered by the weeds you have in your mind. We should be rather grateful to the weeds you have in your mind because eventually will enrich your practice.”

This fits my mood on coming back, one facet I'm glad to have resonating in me still -- the great spirit of animals on the land; hills and light; space and energy.

And thanks to Kate, my new bride, traveling through light, space, and energy with me, patient when I want to stop the car. She fills the world with light.

This was last Sunday, 7/29, in Hanover New Hampshire. Monks were in town to chant and meditate for peace. This was a procession of the sand from a sand mandala down to the river, with the hope that good wishes, good energy, and peace would spread through the river to the ocean, and to the whole world. I made a lot of exposures of the monks; tonight this is my favorite. It candidly shows their dignity and serenity.