:| (unamused)

Today during a studio shoot, I had an interesting interchange with an older woman who volunteered to be a model for a set of ads we are putting together for the launch of a new wing to a hospital: SUBJECT: “I own my own ad agency, so I know all about photos. And if there are any photos that I don’t like, I will MAKE you delete them.” ME: “Really.  OK then.” Later, after the shoot, as we are reviewing the photos on the back of the camera… SUBJECT:... Read More

The Long View

Sometimes I can feel the neurons in my head recharging to execute a wrong decision once again.  And in that shiver of a moment, I sometimes see the long view of my life stretched out before me like bolts of drying linen across the stone floor of time.  Thoughts meander around rejected choices like flies gathering around a corpse.  I see clearly how a time machine would never work in practice.  Early morning clothing choices often involve considerations for the future of my... Read More

Fate of the Created

Would it bother you to know that you were created in a lab?  That your insides were not the result of slow evolutionary processes but of the genius machinations of a scientist?  Sometimes I wish I had a robotic hand like in Terminator 2, but then I look at my natural hand with a certain sense of wonder.  Not only does it do many of the things a robotic hand can do, but it can also heal itself which is more than I can say for a Chromalloy substitute.  Of course, I can’t... Read More