As I was reflecting on the significance of all that happened during those few days at Elk Lake a message came to me... "Choice is marvelous but Decision sets you free..."
Now that I write it, of course it seems fucking obvious... But the process of analysis paralysis had me sucked in with the Canon vs. Nikon and Lightroom vs, Photoshop so that I was overwhelmed and stopped.
What I find especially interesting are the various elements I felt it necessary to consider. All opinions outside myself... what would Chris or experts think?, do I respect that person?, do I trust that person?, are they similar to me?, do I respect the quality of their work?, do I respect their perspective?
All these questions circled around "an expert's" use of a program and gear because I quickly discovered the actual features of the products were amazingly and basically interchangeable or so subtle that given my amateur use would be materially unimportant.
All that REALLY mattered was making a decision... WHAT I decided only mattered in so far as I was satisfied and happy with the final determination. Nothing is perfect so I the outcome was an interesting combination of kismet and coincidence... kismet: the Nikon stopped working and Coincidence: Bob knows Bridge and Camera Raw and was present in the moment to show me how it worked. It did help that it was easy (for me).
So after all the toil and turmoil the decision has set me free. Since then I have put that practice to good use with the upgrades to my bicycle, my office space, my office organization. I'm a decision making machine. I bet I figured this out somewhere sometime in the past of this lifetime... which is why, like the 20th time I pick up the guitar, it feels so right.
What shall I create this day to amuse and delight?
I decided back in November 2015 to make my poetry available and journal online. I'm not exactly sure what "blogging" means but I am quite sure this is an online journal. Feel free to read on with an aire of open minded curiosity. At no time do I intend to offend, judge or pretend to know anything really, I'm just an observer and explorer, as we all are. Feel free to "boldly go" through my observations and perhaps it will spark or inspire. Comments are off because I don't want to be worried about political correctness when I'm writing. I'm not thinking about "you." I'm just writing because it feels "right". Feel free to enjoy or surf on.
Fibber McGee's closet!