Showing posts with label camera. Show all posts
Showing posts with label camera. Show all posts

Jun 1, 2024

GOD WANTED TO "DRAW" TOO

I kept thinking about the Golden Ringed Emperor dragonfly that stopped on my Buddhist friend, how I was right next to her but unable to take a picture in time.

I ended up looking up photos on the web of the specific dragonfly, of women in visors, of a hand holding a compact camera. Then I asked her to send me an image of the visor she wore that day--I wanted to sketch that moment.  With those references in hand, I made the drawing, but of course, since it is from memory, it is nowhere near accurate as sketching from the real thing. But that's not what God really wanted anyway--a good picture--I mean.

I'd given Takako several of the last few drawings because she was there when they were made so understood them. This last sketch actually pictured her--of course I'd give it to her again? Takako has heard me say God is my life. She feels God is an illusion. But when the artist--who claims an illusion to be her all--composes pictures that interest her, she keeps seeing her, and maybe one day will find Him her all as well.

Yes, God wanted that giant dragonfly to stop on Takako, not to prove the d-fly's agility; nor me to sketch it to prove my artistic ability; but so that HE could continue "drawing" her to Himself to give her His love.

Apr 6, 2024

SHOOTING the Birdie


Another look-for-old-park-drawings day. These are from 2021, a result, actually, from something I found myself writing in my journal this morning. I remembered longing for a better camera then. I'd been carrying a compact camera with me and admired the professional photographers at the park with their expensive equipment. They had tripods mounted with huge cameras with telescopic lenses.


I remember when all those shutters went off, they set off consecutive firing for movie-like photography, so the noise was like machine guns. I rather felt sorry for the little Kawasemi bird running away from all those "Kawasemi Hunters" (that's what some of the rest of us at the park called the photographers).

Well, they WERE shooting at it, weren't they?