[frosted]

this past weekend we received a not-so-subtle reminder that kansas doens't care what the calender says, it was still winter. having already told myself saturday morning was going to be spent photographing a park i've always passed by, but never enjoyed, i figured the snow would just have to be dealt with. walking around, however, i found it to make an excellent addition to the days subjects. enhancing the color of a group of benches, showing off the minimalism of the parks mid-century structures, and adding to the feeling of a pool closed for the season. walking around, the snow also reminded me i had not dressed nearly warm enough, as the walk only lasted an hour before needing to warm up with some coffee.

was it a coincidence that i also found my first gray hair last weekend? probably not...just another not-so-subtle reminder of passing time. i didn't however pluck it, like the snow, i considered it an enhancement. the first small step into my (hopefully) george clooney-esque looking middle age.

it's all about your [line]

in dance, it's all about your line, once you loose your line, you never get it back. well...at least that's what cate blanchett's character says in "the curious case of benjamin button". luckily for me that's not really the case in sketching.

last friday i headed to the fisch haus, where the exhibit was their annual "living statues" show. dancers from ballet wichita, were set up on a stage in the gallery and struck 3-5 minute poses, allowing anyone in the audience a chance to sketch, draw, paint and photograph them.

now, i'll be the last one to tout my sketching ability, one look at my friends' sketch books, lets me know exactly where i stand, but that doesn't stop me from enjoying it, and always trying to find ways to improve. the opportunity to switch from the static objects my profession is based on, to the dynamacy of the human form, was a great change of pace.