varying degrees of light

And it will rain all night, I hope. It's lovely because while your dad sleeps off the jet lag, you can sit on your sheltered porch with a bowl of pasta and green beans and a glass of wine and listen to the rhythm of it all. And also, after several hours yesterday evening of weeding, tilling and fortifying the plants with compost, the rain is such a divine blessing, it might as well be a sacrament.

Here's the catch up: I'm back in Sioux Center. The Honduras trip was officially cancelled. Otherwise, I would've already landed there and would have been trying to memorize names and documenting initial thoughts upon arrival. Instead and currently, looking for jobs in... Des Moines, Chicago, Grand Rapids and Skagit area in Washington state... finding places to hire rest-of-summer work won't really pan out in this lovely, dinky town. Also, as I said, dad is home and it's been very, very chill with our respective work places. Mom flies back on Monday coming and, hopefully, I'll be out of the house soon after that week. Craigslist is a sprawling beast, but it's much more useful when one has already put a resume together. There are nine rogue tomato plants, three additional ones that I actually planted, three sprawling zucchini and some outrageous, towering hollyhocks. All of them growing like children.

I don't really know what to report... which is the anxiety that manifests when one gets out of the groove of posting... much more often. I suppose. Watched My Kid Could Paint That earlier today... among other things. Which was great, and inspiring for art AND video... thought through the years when documentary film was the focus...

I do love Sioux Center in the summer, and the timing has been great lately... with the productivity, sun, solitude and laughter at the appropriate times. It will not last and the summer will turn again, somehow, hopefully somehow soon. Which is, largely, a problem of my own if it doesn't.

Maybe I'm starting to miss working in collaboration/on a big project... because Honduras video, photo series were to be large projects... say the empty space on the hard drive, the three CF cards and the box of fifteen blank miniDV tapes downstairs.

Another lesson, of course. In self-motivation... towards staying up late AND getting up in the morning, to start the coffee and jumping in the shower, keeping up the cycle with night runs, and hopefully tennis soon. Ross! Matty! Wake up! Spontaneity is great, but it isn't really possible if you droop around on your ass all day.

More to do.