What To Say
Things are Ok, better, not great, but really Ok.
I am so conscience of a days passing-what we do, how we, or perhaps I, think about and feel, and more importantly get done. These days are so precious. And they fly by in the most clichéd way imaginable.
Because I am writing this on a daily basis and I take all these damn pictures it brings all of this into focus.
What are we here to do?
I was thinking about JD Salinger today, who died yesterday at I think 91. Good for him. I wish that longevity for all of us. And something like the success of “Catcher in the Rye”.
Now for breaking news. I just went and read up on JD Salinger on the NY Times and I never knew he was such a recluse and a pain in the ass. His reasons for retreating are valid, but as I read on, paranoid.
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/01/29/books/29salinger.html?pagewanted=1
The only reason I bring him up right now is I was listening to an NPR report yesterday that was interviewing English teachers how they used his seminal text, Catcher in the Rye, and how it affected students today and how it has influenced noted writers today.
All I could think about was another NPR interview I heard an excerpt from a week or more ago about depression. A woman called in and said, I paraphrase again, “People in other cultures don’t know the kind of depression we are talking about in the US. Look at our kids, we tell them that they are individual and unique, that they are different, but they (we) are not. We are part of a bigger social, cultural picture “
End of Swenson paraphrase.
But this struck me. And I agreed with this woman.
As I have gotten older I know that we are not that different from one another and we are all going to die. And we are not that unique.
In my real privileged life I was invited to shoot at the de Young tonight and here are some pictures. And a sweet picture of KM and Lefty too.
Life is good, rich and rewarding, even with our setbacks and sadness.
