Taking a moment to breathe

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I really don’t have time to be blogging tonight. But sometimes I need to make time to write. It makes me slow down and breathe for a few minutes. And it’s way past time I did that.

I’m very happy with everything that’s going on in my life right now, but there is simply too much of it at the moment. Much of it is getting barely completed by the deadlines that keep popping up like level 8 of a video game, but a great deal of it is getting done with my fingers crossed hoping it’s all being done correctly. I know things are slipping through the cracks. It’s not how I like to work.

I remember in mid-July telling a lot of my friends to bear with me, that I’d be available for fun and play come August. It’s now mid-August and my social calendar continues to be eclipsed by work projects. I’ve resisted saying that out loud, because in this economy, it’s good to be working.

But is it good to be always working? I need to take things down a couple of notches.

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Last night I took a moment to go up to my roof, to spend a little time looking up at the night sky before my building’s massive roof project begins this week and roof top sky viewing comes to a close for a few months until construction is completed.

It was nice to do that.

It was also nice to manage to get last week’s work done in the nick of time to run out to the Double Door on Friday night just in time to catch 56 Hope Road who hit the stage at 10pm.

It was a great show and only the second time this summer I’ve managed to get out to see some live music where I wasn’t working as a photographer. iPhone photos like these don’t count. They’re easy and I don’t have to prepare or think very hard about them.

Later that Friday evening, or early Saturday morning, more accurately, I decided to head home and get a decent night’s sleep so I could tackle a few more projects over the weekend.

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But first, I walked past my favorite club, and said hello to the doorman who’s always very nice to me. Even though the club was closed for the evening, he told me to “get in there,” and I decided to stop in for a minute and say hello to some of my friends there who were closing down for the evening.

“Billy Sheahan!!!” came the cry ringing out from somewhere in the darkness as soon as I made it through the door. After catching up with everyone and having a few shots of something, I found myself being whisked away in the rented SUV of Matt Skiba, the lead singer of Alkaline Trio and then to the VIP room of Crobar where more mayhem ensued.

Matt looked at some of my photography and we may end up working together on a project in the near future. Very cool.

Not long after that, the night turned into a bit of a blur, which I probably desperately needed considering that the last three months have been pretty much all work and no play. I woke up late Saturday morning and decided to put most of my projects on temporary hold and relax for a the rest of the weekend even though there is really no time for that.

I decided to make my own little film festival with the theme of Paris. Always a good way to take my mind away from the crush of day to day reality.

Frantic – 1988 – Roman Polasnki, Harrison Ford and the lovely Emmanuelle Seigner

Ronin – 1998 – John Frankenheimer, Robert DeNiro and a guy who always makes a movie great, Jean Reno

Angel-A – 2005 – Luc Besson, Jamel Debbouze, and the strikingly lovely Rie Rasmussen. This movie may be my favorite film of all time. Paris in Black and White.

À Bout de Souffle (Breathless) – 1960- Jean-Luc Goddard, Jean-Paul Belmondo and Jean Seberg.

And when my little movie escape was finished, I recalled the advice of a very wise photographer friend of mine, Doug Menuez who reminded me last year, “You know, there’s nothing more powerful and healthy than saying, no.”

So I look forward to dusting off that word in the next few weeks, like a two year old who has just added it to his new vocabulary.

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