In a couple of months, I will have been in my house for a full year. When I purchased this place, I knew it was going to be a project, an ongoing seemingly never to end project. A gem in the rough, mighty rough and for all the progress that has been made this year, days like today it still seems like I am not getting anywhere.
As I sit here taking a break with a cloud of drywall dust swirling in the air and picking paint flecks off my glasses, I remember what a friend taught me many years ago. Craig was a photographer for National Geographic. Watching him snap frame after frame of a rice harvest in Northern Japan, I asked him if he thought any of the pictures would turn out. He gave no comment but just looked at me like I had just asked the most stupid question ever to be uttered. Sitting along the road from my vantage, I just didn’t see what he could be possibly viewing and finding “NG” photo worthy.
At that moment, I had an epiphany of sorts. Realizing just how carefully framed the beautiful National Geographic pictures were that end up in print. Selective faming, precise angle of the camera lens and the perfect light will make for a perfect image from a less than perfect real life view.
So that is how I am viewing my house and gardens with a carefully cropped selected view and I can sit back and say “this looks mighty fine”.