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I've been thinking about how much time I spend both taking pictures and developing them. I can spend a great deal of time doing both and become oblivious to everything else. Ask my husband. Truth be told, I enjoy both for their own reasons. I sometimes wonder how I let it all go for so many years. I know why, but that's not what I want to dwell on now.
The other day, I finally got around to reading one of my favorite parts of the Sunday New York Times. Whenever I have an appointment of any kind, I always bring along something to read. Some people hate waiting, sometimes I do, too, but it's also a forced down time that let's me do one of the other things I enjoy the most - reading. So there I was sitting in my doctor's waiting room, thumbing through The Book Review from this past Sunday, October 31st, when I started to read a review of a book by Stephen Sondheim, called "Finishing the Hat". I'm not sure what caught my attention since I'm not particularly a diehard Sondheim fan, though I am certainly well aware of his many hits in musicals over so many years. I didn't realize that it was he who'd worked with Leonard Bernstein on "West Side Story". I think it was the title of the review that really caught my eye - "Isn't it Rich" from his well known song "Send in the Clowns" because, even though I never loved that song, I know the words and the tune...they started up in my head, and the next thing I know I'd started reading... I hadn't even noticed that the reviewer was Paul Simon.
And here is where I am going with all of this - when I got to this part in Paul Simon's review where he'd written
P.S. I think Don AKA Streetshooter has really already said all this to me before in not so many words. I can hear his words to me now, "Just go make pictures". I thought I knew what he meant but I'd forgotten "it" for a while.
The other day, I finally got around to reading one of my favorite parts of the Sunday New York Times. Whenever I have an appointment of any kind, I always bring along something to read. Some people hate waiting, sometimes I do, too, but it's also a forced down time that let's me do one of the other things I enjoy the most - reading. So there I was sitting in my doctor's waiting room, thumbing through The Book Review from this past Sunday, October 31st, when I started to read a review of a book by Stephen Sondheim, called "Finishing the Hat". I'm not sure what caught my attention since I'm not particularly a diehard Sondheim fan, though I am certainly well aware of his many hits in musicals over so many years. I didn't realize that it was he who'd worked with Leonard Bernstein on "West Side Story". I think it was the title of the review that really caught my eye - "Isn't it Rich" from his well known song "Send in the Clowns" because, even though I never loved that song, I know the words and the tune...they started up in my head, and the next thing I know I'd started reading... I hadn't even noticed that the reviewer was Paul Simon.
And here is where I am going with all of this - when I got to this part in Paul Simon's review where he'd written
- I did a double take. I sat there and thought - that's it! I'm a dopamine addict! Then I immediately checked to see who the reviewer was - and that's when I saw it was Paul Simon. No wonder he got it. He knows. He's a dopamine addict! It's that feeling. This is what I've always gotten from photography, from being out, most often and preferably alone, taking the pictures, and it's been the same during all those many, many hours in the darkroom. Now I don't smell the chemicals or have to feel guilty about their impact...but I still get that same dopamine high when "it" happens. For me, I think that's it - it is pure enjoyment culminating in creation. That's what makes me happy and when I've spent the time, however short or long, and find it, it doesn't get any better.The book “Finishing the Hat” becomes a metaphor for that feeling of joy, the little squirt of dopamine hitting the brain when the artist creates a work of art. It’s a feeling so addictive the artist is willing to forgo love in order to experience artistic bliss. It could be a metaphor for Sondheim’s love of songwriting.
P.S. I think Don AKA Streetshooter has really already said all this to me before in not so many words. I can hear his words to me now, "Just go make pictures". I thought I knew what he meant but I'd forgotten "it" for a while.