keeping busy

five weeks without adding a single post here, i believe that’s a record for TLC but as the title suggests this lame blogger hasn’t just wilted off and died, i’ve just been busy doing other things, enjoying the break all the while thinking of TLC’s evolution.

among them, i’ve retrieved the three hundred or so sorely missing images that belong in the Fly Tying- A Complete Dubbing Techniques Tutorial reference article.
if it was just a matter of slapping on the images life would be easy but i need to insert them in their correct context and the files aren’t numbered in order and i have no valid reference as the complete article wasn’t copied for any future maintenance…
it’ll happen. can’t say when but it will.

secondly, there will be two new sections under the header:
– photography tips and tricks, equipment for fishing/outdoors imagery along with insights and other imagery blabberings.
– and a generalised ‘stuff we carry’ section. i’m trying to stay away from the EDC/Every Day Carry nomenclature as it’s typically associated to more or less just pocket knives, watches, lamps, etc  (i’ll of course talk about knives as i’m a knife geek !) but with a focus on outdoors/fisher people’s needs. FF-EDC ? we’ll see.

back to today’s post title, i like how these two images keep the eyes busy.
there’s no specific ‘focal point’ in either, my eyes keep going randomly everywhere within the frames, its sort of trance-like ! i hope you’ll enjoy, it’s good to keep busy.

oblivion is bliss

the word’s origin is Latin: oblivio(n-) > from oblivisci, to ‘forget’.
or as in my case; as in forgetting or rather putting aside temporarily the idea that this started off as a fishing trip but the rod never managed to get out of the car. blissful, truely blissful.


new eyes


as much as i’d wish for just that, it’s not about to happen so i’ll settle for second best: new glasses that allow me to see beautiful forms and textures in a medium that has neither form nor texture.

“Cultivate your curves,

they may be dangerous but they won’t be avoided.”
~Mae West


the little guy takes the cake

was out streamside seeing things that aren’t really there,

when out of the corner of the eye i saw this beautiful little puff look up in my direction and continue towards me picking up wee morsels along the way, chomping them down quickly.
the main camera and tripod where precariously balanced on a pointy boulder so i grabbed a few images of Mr. Mouse with the phone. its not the smallest of phones but i can only imagine that it probably must have seemed as a wall to him but that was neither here nor there for this guy, he was on a mission, a straight-line mouse 1

here he is bottom-right pushing against the phone to get through ! 😆
take care Mr. Mouse, you made my day.

mr mouse 2

“Its ok to drink the stream water, she said. Its safe and good for you”

true story !
when the water wears off we’ll have a special-guest fly tying treat from the other side of the Globe.
until then, enjoy !

“Hug the shore; let others try the deep”


poor guy. an exciting name like Publius Vergilius Maro gets vulgarly reduced to Virgil to what, simplify its pronunciation to the masses ?… anyhow, Publius the Poet wasn’t referring to some schmaltzy romanticism when he wrote that but was a deep understanding of one of the only real boundaries that nature on earth has to offer. shores, whether they be in fresh or salt, in still, flowing or seas are the demarcation point between us and them but its also where the two of us can meet as we’re both inextricably attracted to this boundary each one safely in our comfort zones. sometimes we mingle, sometimes we don’t and that’s just fine because something within told us to go there and we simply did what we where supposed to do.

meh… there i go doing exactly one of the things i dislike the most about contemporary photography and any kind of art in general. something i’ve (unsuccessfully) been (mildly) fighting against ever since i did photo school in 1982:
finding the need to put words to images where the image should tell the story on its own and whatever the viewer sees or not or feels or not is their own private business and not mine. besides, i’m a really shitty writer, i know it. it’s just not my thing and i definitely don’t enjoy it and it shows. i’ll try to not fall into that trap again so,

 here’s a shore that had its own story to tell.