There was a moment when I had 14 days filled in as shooting days for the month. Now it's down to less than half that. I thought I was getting on a plane to San Francisco Sunday, but this afternoon I learned that gig has been moved back two weeks. “I would hate to have your job,” says Robin, who basically fills in her appointment calendar a year in advance. “You're lucky to have the temperament you do.” Which is, basically, I can never make up my mind, so I don't mind it a lot if the universe can't either.
Though I wish I had more work, the chant of any freelancer, except when they have too much. There is not, I suppose, a happy medium. I am never so happy as when on assignment, though I am suffering at the moment from a stiff neck and a pain radiating down my arm, perhaps from slinging too many heavy cameras or, more likely, from straining at a computer monitor for too many uninterrupted hours. I had our “anarcho-puncturist” make of my neck and shoulder a pincushion, which seems to have helped a little.
John Goodin, from the dance band Contratopia, posted a blog entry about me photographing at the Glen Echo Friday dance, so I'm returning the favor. Those shots are up on Flickr, as are a posting from the previous weekend's Camp Wannadance. The great coincidence of that evening, was that John is on the faculty of Luther College in Decorah, Iowa, and I'll be shooting there in a couple of weeks. At last report it was about to snow there—one hopes that spring arrives before I do.
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