Sunday, February 17, 2013

When Two Is Better Than One

close-up image of black Arabian horse mostly eyes by Anita Jesse
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"Midnight Visit" is currently displayed as a 6x9 Lustre Print in an 11x14 matte. This piece is available at Gallery 'N Gifts, Tehachapi, CA. Prints are available in various sizes. See my website for additional information.
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About the Image
I have lost track of how many of my pieces include this black gelding. His was a tortured spirit and and the barely subdued madness in him has always translated into some form of energy in the photographs we made together that I couldn't possibly manufacture on my own.

Old Habits and Productivity
Finally, a couple of months ago, I began working with two monitors. Don't ask why it has taken me so long.

Sometimes the answer to increased productivity or greater creativity has been under our nose for months or years and we fail to see it. This is certainly what happened to me. It isn't as if working with dual monitors is a new and iffy concept. I just lagged behind and kept doing things the way I had always done them. Yes, I considered a computer even with one monitor pretty cutting edge in the early 1980's. But, I had fallen way behind the times. And, yes, I upgraded to larger and more sophisticated displays. Just not more than one at a time. Old habits getting in the way of progress.

Sound familiar, anyone? I wish I could say that I don't often make such bone-headed mistakes, but I would be flattering myself. More often than I want to admit I finally come around to trying a new technique or piece of equipment and then kick myself for dragging my feet.

For so many of us it is easier to keep repeating the old familiar mistakes than to try something new. We tell ourselves that we don't have time to master the new tool, or get used to doing something a new way. But, it is based in some sort of fear.

It is particularly interesting to me that, more often than not, I eventually face down that resistance and jump into what I have carefully avoided for sometimes years. Yes, occasionally, learning the new way of working is frustrating and takes time as well as patience before it becomes as natural as the old familiar habits. But, often, the transition is a non-event and the switch-over is painless. The latter was the case with adding a second monitor. Within a couple of minutes I was having a wonderful time and wishing I had made the move years ago.

The real embarrassment is that I changed my ways mostly by happenstance. Months ago, I had purchased a second monitor so that I could get into the old machine without having to disconnect my monitor from the new computer. It seems that reports of the old computer dying were more than slightly exaggerated. After that one terrifying day when I was treated to the gasps of a faltering machine with only hours to survive, the old machine has cooked along nicely. Of course, it is no longer being asked to manage Photoshop and power I-forget-how-many external hard drives. That could explain the revival.

As time passed, I asked myself why I should let that perfectly fine new monitor sit there day after day waiting for the rare call into service when I wanted to search for something on the old computer? Why not try working with two monitors every day? What a novel thought. Not!

Now that I have two lovely, wide monitors lined up side by side on my desk, working on an image like the one above is a whole lot easier. Phew? Late to the party, a little embarrassed that it took me so long; but, having a grand time. Ain't technology grand?

 

Monday, February 4, 2013

Saying Goodbye


I am at an age where I have attended a sizable number of memorial services and you would think one would learn to cope better as you have more life experience. It hasn't worked that way for me. This most recent one has shaken me to the core. 

Arnold was a very special man—an extraordinarily talented carver, but, more importantly, his life was a work of art. He left many behind who loved him. His adoring family, old friends, new friends—he embraced us all with the same enthusiasm he had for the outdoors, his family, and for his carving. He was a big man with a big booming voice, a big smile, and a big heart to go with it. My heart is heavy, but I manage a smile when I  realize that Heaven will be a noisier place now that Big A is there. 

I hope you will take a moment to look at a sample of Arnold's work at the Gallery 'N Gifts site