Mine is Better than Yours!!!!

Canon, Nikon, Hasselbad, Pentax the list goes on and on.

So many times I hear the classic fight of who is better what format is better. Sitting in the coffee shop or walking down the street, the battles rage on and on. Even I have participated in these gladitorial camera events (much to my shame).

Yes, I am a Canon man. There are many things that about the product that I like, which has caused me to sell various organs to pay for lenses, camera bodies and accessories. I have friends who have Nikon systems and they feel strongly about there brand. There are people who use pinhole cameras to give us images more thought provoking that a $30,000 camera system. I have even seen photographers who use cell phones! What does it matter?

Someone said to me "I can see how and why photography has become a great passion for you or anyone who sees the world through a viewfinder . Its our contribution and isn't it wonderful that we are put on this earth to do something other can breathe! I say bravo to us!"

Think about that for a second. No matter what we use Nikon, Canon, Coffee Can, Nokia or shoe box, we have a passion that causes us to reach into our souls to create something. Something that we see, something that we feel. What does it matter what we use to create our work.

The next time you see yourself headed to the arena about "Mine is Better than Yours", ask the question instead, "What did you shoot today?"

071807 - Long Day named Tired

071807 - Day Two - Good Morning, originally uploaded by M Dot.

Tired. That is what today was called. The alarm went off at 5:30AM (0530). I looked at the alarm turned it off and crawled back into bed.

The rest of the day was just a blur, like some abstract painting or photograph. It is funny when you ask yourself what day it is instead of wht time it is.

Time for me to go. Hopefully to find that mythical place called Good Night.

The Valediction of a Friend

Taking Time (Part Two), originally uploaded by Leepak.

Taking Time (Part Two)

Sometimes I look at my watch
And wish I could stop time, but I can't
Cause time is God's tool, to determine.
Every thing grows, and also dies
Can time suffer and also die?
Is time flat? Or is time round?
Where is time? Can time be found?
Is time there with each beat of my heart?
Was time there from the very start?
Is time bound? Or is time free?
Is time that, what is meant to be?
I can't say yes or no cause God
Is only the one who knows…

-- LHB 2007

I think time is needed to recharge my batteries...and my passion. :o)

val·e·dic·tion
n.
1. An act of bidding farewell; a leave-taking.
2. A speech or statement made as a farewell.


The return, tonight, tomorrow, when? Who knows?

The valediction was made tonight at 7:11PM. Shock, dispair and a miriad of thoughts and emotions flood my mind. I am not a writer, someone to send you on a ride of thoughts and words to explain what is happening.

I am a friend, who speaks his mind. A friend, who is hurt. A friend, who longs for the abundant thoughts and photos of someone dear to his heart.

DO I know when she will return? No, I do not. DO I know IF she will return? No, I do not. She and God will decide. Only then, in the return, we all can be certain.

Batteries are strange, sometimes they charge rapidly and are back in action quickly. Sometimes they charge slowly and you have to wait. No matter what the length of time, you have to wait.

I will wait, we all will wait.


I close with this:

Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow
That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
-- From Romeo and Juliet (II, ii, 185)

It Begins.....

What to say? You have to begin somewhere. What I am I going to use this blog for? Where do I plan to be mentally as I write? I do not know.

I have read plenty of blogs before to get an idea of what I want to do. Some of them were amazing!! Yet others were incoherent (for me). They speak of everything from working on a house, falling in love, taking photographs (not pictures) to literary prose.

What to say? I have begun with something, and I still need to trust my soul to find what I want to do with this blog. Correct English, proper grammar. I don't care. I am not trying to impress you with this new thing in my life that is a blog.

What to say? I am slowly but with understanding going to that place in my soul. That place were I know what I want to do with this blog.

True Light Photography. That is me, that is my life that is my passion. Walk with me? Learn with me? Pray with me? Cry with me? Let us grow in this together.

I finally know what to say. It begins......


"Ladies and Gentleman, welcome to me".