what a week!

What a week! we have seen a change in Government, we have seen them already make some decisive moves for accountability, we have seen another mall shooting in the US, we have seen some gaffs from Tony "the man" Mundine say some nasty things about Cathy Freeman, then recount what was said. We have seen some slight movements in international affairs, we have seen a few Christmas decorations appear in some shops. Christmas spirit is nothing here like it is in some countries I have visited. It really is diiferent, and not in a bad way. I was chatting to a fellow photographer, whom I value dearly yesterday, who protested on the phone that the Christmas carol music I could hear on the phone in the background was not hers...it took me a second to wonder why, but she is a Jehovah's Witness, and a devout member and it obviously appears, that they do not celebrate Christmas. I respect the differences and beliefs of others and say this not as a criticism but to highlight just one of the differences that occured this week.

I have been thinking of lots of different people this week. It continues to amaze me how we interact one with another. True it is that no man is an island. We require, if not downright need, the interaction of other people in our lives. It was said to me once that life would be easier living on a desert island. I conclude quietly, I would be poorer for that to happen. I love the interaction of others in my life. I would be lonely and sad without that social and mental stimulation. Having said that though, I am very comfortable with my own company. I still enjoy being alone in the house....which doesn't happen often at all these days, but on an evening when I am, I pull down the blinds, turn off the lights and pump up the volume on some of my favourite music and grab a hair brush and pretend I am on a stage in the ruins of the acropolis or on the stage at Wembley singing. I am not a fan per se of Karaoke, but I just enjoy the ability to pretend. I think that is one of the things that keeps me young again. I haven't stood in the rain over the last tempestuous few days, I feel poorer for not doing so.

I have been a little strung out of late. Not entirely sure why. I know there are a few contributing factors, but I sense more importantly that I have grown, and I guess that is why possibly the term indicates that with growth comes pain. They don't call them growing pains for nothing right? I heard a song again the other day in my itunes folder. The singer made a statement in the song that said;

The more I know, the less I understand
all the things I thought I knew, I'm learning again
I've been trying to get down
to the heart of the matter
but my will gets weak and my thoughts seem to scatter
and I think it's about forgiveness........

maybe that forgiveness even extends to myself at different times. Am about to go and photograph a big wedding now and it is outdoors and so I am hoping the heaven's withold their bounty for a few hours more! am I asking for a miracle?...I guess so. The picture was taken by me a couple of years ago under a 747 400B plane, and I was really proud of this shot.