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It snowed today can you believe it? You never know whats going to happen. I woke up this morning and it was snowing, so I rushed outside and took this photo. I hope you enjoy it. It is the simple things that make you happy.
I still need assistance in taking pictures but, I'm getting progressively better at handling the camera on my own. Things are getting better, I just have to be patient.
Love B. Nice
The purpose of this blog is to have you be part of this project. The preparation for this adventure in photography is a bit unusual because of my new condition in life. So everything is unknown to me. My physical body is a huge part of the preparation.
I have been doing therapy with the goal of my trip in mind. Today I walked up 3 steps with someones help. That is huge for me. Everyday I try and stand, I can last about 5 minutes. At least I can and I have my trusty wheelchair. It is always amazing to me that I could run close to a 4 minute mile, I can barely take a step now, but I can and I am.
Ill talk to you soon.
Love B. Nice
Today I have Brian's voice. He is dictating over the phone.
I cant' wait to leave in October. Today I m working on the route, I have to take low altitude because of my brain injury. I've also been doing water therapy so I can step up into my trailer. I am practicing stepping up. It sounds easy, but it is like an Olympic event for me, very difficult. I've been practicing holding the camera and releasing the shutter myself. I shoot everything on film so I have to wait for the lab. Does that date me or what? I do everything slow anyhow. I'll post a photo of my new images when they come back from the lab. The ones I took on my own. It is interesting. As I keep practicing it will get better and better. Talk to you all later.
Yesterday, I spent the afternoon reviewing Brian's photographs, immersed in his landscapes. Seeing so many of them together was almost like taking a journey with him. Afterwards, I was scheduled to drive an hour and half to a remote high school, to watch my son's team play basketball. I was tired and not looking forward to it.
I live in a landscape that I happen to know Brian liked quite a bit, he photographed in New Mexico often for J Jill. Coming from upstate New York, like Brian, I never could imagine living in the desert. But I have grown to love the color brown, not just brown but sage and sand and adobe and rammed earth and terracotta flying by the car window. And I have come to appreciate open space; highways that disappear into a faraway blur of dust. Though I forget to look out my windshield on a regular basis, being consumed with the grocery list or how fast I need to get from point A to point B.
But soon after getting in the car, I began to think about Brian's upcoming cross-country trip. And for the next hour and a half I remembered how much fun it is to just get in the car and drive. I felt like I was in high school again. But instead of the green trees of upstate New York, there was the sun setting over a giant mesa, the San Felipe Casino with the crazy neon sign, the crossing over the Rio Puerco (pig river! my favorite), tribal lands, trailer parks, a church with a silver dome made out of tin foil. I wondered which things would catch Brian's eye, if he had been in the seat next to me. I understood completely what a blast it is going to be for him to get out again in the landscape he loves. And I couldn't wait for him to be able to get in the car, and just drive.
Jeane
This post is just a taste of the inspiration this project is bringing to those who choose to be part of it. Please feel free to join in and have your eyes opened in a new way. This journey is not just about Brain Trauma, it is about opening everyone up to the unlimited creations that are here and you are part of. CM
When Brian Photographs, he has a different process in handling the camera. His camera is attached to a small gorilla tripod so he can hold it, as his grip is compromised. When he sees something he wants to shoot, he is handed the camera, and he finds the perspective. Who ever is with him, which is mostly his mother Sandra, pushes the shutter release for him on his cue. Quite the patient trusting photographic experience.
This can happen on the drive to and from rehab evidently. This is the same bridge on Blog #1. Change is at hand.
