Somewhere Buried Deep, Rainpainting Series, outside the Parkway Theater in the rain, September 2007, photo © 2007 by QuoinMonkey. All rights reserved.
First Thoughts
somewhere buried deep
within the fire of second choices,
first thoughts
-posted on red Ravine, Friday, September 28th, 2007
Oh! Deep thoughts, beautiful words, stunning photo.
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Beautiful QM 🙂
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QM: I love this picture. The haiku with it is just right. I’m remembering Haiku (first time I wrote them) after floating in the pond, up in the woods.
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This photo is like so much of your work, QuoinMonkey. It makes me want to stop, sit down with my softest old quilt, get a mug of tea, and be still.
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I love this haiku!
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I do, too. And the photo is wonderful. The colors glow. Was it a close-up, QM?
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Somewhere Buried Deep points to the heart – that’s wonderful – the awesome. The colors don’t depict, but express the my state of being – the photo looks like alive and the technical excellence give a hand to a story – I’m spellbound – wow, thank you
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pmousse, Heather, LB, and Tomas, thank you all for your kind words. LB, I know you write a lot of haiku!
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Franny, when I see your name pop up, a smile comes to my face. I can see you over on the right wall for morning meditation. 8)
I remember floating in the pond at Ghost Ranch like it was yesterday. That was an amazing experience in the deep heat of a summer ago. That pond was magical. And moving through whatever fear was there taught me a lot.
Hey, I wondered, do you have any of the haiku you wrote that day in an old notebook? And would you might like to share a few with us? I’d love to read them.
Sometimes they’ll come to me in dreams. Or in the early morning when my body isn’t fully awake yet. That’s what happened with this one.
Oh, I thought of you when I heard a recent NPR review of The Nine (LINK to review in Salon). Have you read it? It would be unlike me to pick it up. But now I’m interested.
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Sinclair, that’s a great compliment to me. The idea that some of my images create that kind of space is a joy for me.
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ybonesy, that’s a hard question to answer about this series of photos. They were kind of shot through something that was close, but the colors are pretty far away (like a street width’s distance). So I guess the answer is both – close and far away.
Tomas, I wanted to say, the technical aspects of photography were never something I could spend a lot of time on. I am an intuitive photographer. I was the same way in the darkroom when I worked with film, chemicals, paper, and an enlarger. I would find a base time – and work all around it. But I rarely was very exact.
I am finding that I operate the same way with digital photography. I am able to reproduce my methods intuitively. But it would be hard to teach them. What I love most about photography and art is the fearless joy of discovery. I guess it’s the same with writing practice.
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QM: I found the Haikus from Ghost Ranch. How do I get them to you? Should I just put them here? I have to stop being mad at “The Nine” before I can read the book but I’m glad I gave you a personal connection to them. I don’t pick up my old writings enough-thanks for getting me to do that.
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QM: I sent the haikus by email
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Franny, that’s great that you dug into your old notebook for the haiku. I’m glad you sent them to us. Did you send via the info@redRavine.com address? We’ll be on the lookout for them.
Oh, I hadn’t thought of that about The Nine. I guess a cooling off period is required. As I was listening, I realized there have been many shifts in their makeup over the last few years. It would be great to have a conversation about it sometime!
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I just loved this image/poem. At first the picture was just kind of baffling, but I’ve looked at it several times. It’s very alive, and with those words, beautiful.
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amuirin, thank you. Some of the abstracts from the new series *are* kind of baffling. I like to play with light and focus. And adding images with text is something I have always loved. I love topography, too. The shapes of letters, words, and fonts in different graphic situations. I appreciate your feedback.
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Franny, thank you for sending your haiku. And for the conversation with ybonesy and me around our time at Ghost Ranch – the haiku, and getting lost, and the goldfish, and something about the water that made us all float, and the delightful cool of the swimming hole, and the fear that arose around snakes and water and insects and heat.
It’s good to remember. And dig in old notebooks.
I’m going to drop your haiku in this post where you have commented (as per your email permission). ybonesy and I would love if you’d consider submitting something to red Ravine in the future. Either haiku, one of your short stories, an essay, whatever you’d like. Just drop us a line. It would be a pleasure.
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