In five minutes, well, fifteen, I could have the stairs swept clean, yet another week has passed without me engaging the broom. Why should I bother? Why is this problem mine and not the problem of someone else? Why doesn’t someone else take care of it? Why doesn’t God take care of it?
I’m told we were created from dust and to dust we will return. Perhaps my lack of action is a form of hospitality to near relations. Hello, cousin! Welcome to my house!
Although I do not have time to sweep, I do have time to pull out my camera, tripod, and small flashlight. That only took an hour. I had to reverse the center shaft of the tripod so the camera would hang below the legs. Then, with a macro lens on the camera body, I darkened the stairway and used the flashlight for a ten-second exposure. By painting with light, and then adjusting the image in Photoshop, even a dust bunny can look fashionable.
Did I mention I also spent a few hours writing a prayer to go with the pic? That I have time for. The typeface is Ed Interlock, from House Industries, based on the lettering of Ed Benguiat.
Patricia wrote: Your images and the prayers they prompt continue to amaze me. With my practical non-creative view of life, I would have looked for the nearest broom, cleaned up the mess, and forgotten that it was even there. I will never see what you see, but I enjoy the creativity that you constantly display.
binkie wrote: Ha ha ha ha!
Cookie wrote: I feel your pain.
Craig wrote: You know, don’t feel bad, I get the same treatment… But you sure make that pile of @#%$ look nice!