You ever do that? Go out onto a natural Overlook and think “This dang rock has been out here in the rain and wind and cold… what’s holding it all together?”
And you don’t know any reason it hasn’t cracked off and fallen a thousand feet down into the valley maybe a hundred or so years ago.
So what are you doing standing on it admiring the view, when you could be in the car heading to dinner at the local BBQ place?
Yeah, me neither.
So, here is the shot. The one that cost me a burned arm. My wife has completed her editing and allowed me to post. Whattaya think?
photo by Paula Cravens
I was flingin’ sparks from the left. It was a thirty second exposure. What that means is that real life didn’t look quite like this- to the standing observer, the sparks weren’t in long clean lines, but were individual sparks falling along the paths you see here. And there weren’t this many all at the same time. What you’re seeing is a whole half-minute of life frozen into a single image. Also, the sky was black to everyone standing there. The camera collected all the light in the sky the whole time and that makes it seem like it’s still blue to the naked eye.
Neat, huh?
The other day at the skatepark, the newspaper (the Commercial Appeal, who no longer runs The Buckets and fired their staff editorial cartoonist Bill Day, and therefore can be ignored.) sent Chris Desmond out to photograph the lovely and talented Aaron Schafer, who was instrumental in getting the city to back a gorgeous skatepark and quit just putting up signs everywhere else that said “no skating”. Chris took photos of other people who were there, too. This is one he took of me. Note the elaborately colored helmet I took from my oldest son. Note the way the sunlight plays upon the bristles where my hair used to be. Oh, yes, I’m one fine lookin’ stud.
Photo by Chris Desmond
That was, indeed sarcasm, for those of you who didn’t catch it. I look like someone’s dad at the skatepark. I am someone’s dad at the skatepark. But at least I’m one of the dads that skate.
This is John. What sport shall he compete in? Hmmm.
It’s nearly time for the teams to start showing up for the ‘Fest.
You want to be on one of them?
You can tell I’ve been meandering toward the crux of the storyline, right? I didn’t want to rush at things and clog the pace with a lot of new characters all at once and lunge at the silly events as if we had to blur through the Outdoorfest to get onto another storyline. Hopefully, the pace has allowed you to enjoy the new folks and the one-off gags without forgetting that we’re building up to the Outdoorfest.
Now, we’re building toward the time when the teams show up to compete. There’s going to be a lot of rapid-fire gags with different team members getting into all kinds of weird events. It should be fun, but why should I design a lot of random individual faces and forms? I went ahead and made up the characters for Kara’s team, but the people in the team called ‘The Tribe’ will be folks I kayak with. There’s lots of teams to populate, and you should be on one, right?
So. Send me a photo. Tell me your name. Tell me what kind of thing you might compete in- bicycle, kayak, unicycle, hackeysack, funnel cake eating, rock climbing, running, swimming, dodgeball, skateboard, inline skate, BMX, interpretive dance, Duct tape regatta, you name it, I’ll try to work it in. So there you go. Click on the Contact or Email button on the homepage and join us on the Field Of Baffle Battle!
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