A MAN NAMED PEARL

The Fancy and I watch documentaries often. I have been meaning for a long while to write down a list of my favorites because I am hoping that you watch a couple that then become your favorites too.  On Saturday,  I did something very indulgent for me, I watched a documentary during the day–gasp.  I never do anything so lax. My days are always planned to the ‘nth second, so to get up and decide to do nothing is quite unlike me.  I chose to watch A Man Named Pearl, oh I am so glad that I did.  For those that feel they are too old, that they have no idea what they want to do when they ‘grow up’, are stuck in dead end jobs, please watch this documentary.  Pearl found his passion and then the accolades and opportunities followed.  This man worked 12 hours a day at a job for 36 years and still came home every night and worked on his passion (garden) from 6 p.m. to 1a.m. in the morning!  Don’t you want to feel that in life?  A drive so irresistible that you can’t wait to partake?  What was his wife’s take on this?  She said, ‘If Pearl is happy, I am happy.”  I couldn’t be more enamored with this film.

MMXI::THIRTY

I know you may find this hard to believe but I thought that it was Tuesday all day yesterday Thursday).  I even got a parking ticket because I parked on the side of the street that had Thursday street cleaning, which I obviously thought was fine because in my mind it was Tuesday.  When I tell you that I have been working like my life depends on it, you need to know that I am not exaggerating.  I am working on a special project, my internal code name is ‘Project Pawsible’ so yes, it has to do with pups.  I love all animals but you can’t have a pet panda or baby elephant without serious repercussions so I am happy with my fur babies. I am trying to get clearance with my company to be able to mention what the heck I am doing and to stop being so covert here but until then I have to keep my big mouth shut (nearly impossible).

I am super excited about this weekend though. I am so very fortunate to be able to work with one of my favorite parfumers in a special parfumery class.  I haven’t done anything with fragrance for three years because of my previous scary job; smell and memory are so closely linked that I didn’t want to create an amazing scent only to have it sullied by my situation.  Now that I am going to implode with happiness I thought it was time to go back into the lab and start creating again! I will give you a full report next week.  Now that I know that it is Friday, I shall wish you a fabulous weekend!  I may post a request for your photo’s this weekend if I have time, so I can help turn your ‘before’s’ into ‘afters’.

MMXI::TWENTY-NINE

 
I know I have been slacking on my photo edits, but can I tell you how busy I am?  I  actually am trying to keep myself upright whilst I write this because I haven’t slept for a couple of days. G.G. and I have been getting into the office by 7 a.m. (which means I MUST get up hours ahead to get ready and look ‘natural’) and leaving by 7 p.m.  Of course G.G. doesn’t mind because I work in a dog treat factory and basically she thinks that I have the best job on earth. I on the other hand am exhausted.  It’s a good exhaustion though, I am thrilled with being able to be creative all day long.  It seems that I flourish in an environment where my ideas are appreciated, go figure? 

Back to the edits…I have been toying with the idea for a couple of weeks now to ask if you wanted me to try my hand at editing some of your photo’s. One of my lovely Souvenir Foto School students Mollie graciously asked me do a guest edit on her blog and I really love the idea of playing with images that may be a good memory but not the best photo.  What do you think?  I would need a low res image to evaluate the photo to see if I can even work with it  (I am a Photoshop Ninja but no magician) and then a higher-res one to be able to play. Talk amongst yourselves, let me know what you think.  Until then I shall continue finding photo’s that I have forgotten like this ‘before’. The ‘after’ above reminds me a little of a Seurat, boaters, lake, etc.  The Hassadic Jews in the boat feel like they could be from another time.  This edit brought me back to a happy day.  I truly love Central Park in the fall. Sigh.