Not really old - they're younger than I am - but you know what I mean. I had the chance to reconnect with some old friends over the last couple of days, and it's been wonderful to relax, talk, eat, and play with the little chick together. It makes me realize that the challenge of dealing with people leaving (a real fact of life in Geneva) is maybe worth it when I consider the great people I know all over the world. Not a bad silver lining.
Oh, and my online photo album is getting closer. I think one more week and it will be caught up and in good shape. If you want to see the progress, you can take a peek here.
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Ahhh...photography nirvana. Gorgeous gorgeous gorgeous. Where's that gallery opening gonna be? I always get images in my mind of long white halls and brilliantly-colored photos lining the walls. Did I mention gorgeous?
One kvetch: I think the photo of the woman with blue trim and the matching guys in blue jumpsuits behind is much better with her equally flanked by them. It's just so bloody coincidentally symmetrical and her expression so crabby against it, whether intentionally or not. I love it.
I hear you on the old friends... Here's blunt honesty for you: I hate (with a passion) not having my coolest and dearest friends near me. I feel acutely lonely for them and miss their fellowship. Out of desperation, I've gotten very, very good at friendship by phone and email, and my natural loyalty pays off.
But I love being able to pick a country and go visit, sitting around the dinner table for hours with wine, coffee, tea on the 4th cup, and talking the night away, with the intensity and satisfaction of starving men eating a good meal again and not taking anything for granted. On June/July's trip, I'll find that in Switzerland, England, France, and Hungary. That's my silver lining...reminding me it's a good world in spite of the long separations.
Okay, now I'm confused. I had both of these posts pegged to the original anonymous. Back to the drawing board...
Anyways, thanks for the kind words about my pictures... I really appreciate it. You're right about the one with them both behind her it is better... and her expression is just perfect. I doubt she noticed them (I don't have the impression that she notices much that isn't her), but it still works out well.
And I am with you 100% on being able to visit people and have a foreign place turned into home for a little while. It's a beautiful thing. With my second set this past weekend it is always like that... we can be apart for a year or two, but when we get together it feels like it's been days... just relaxed and easy. I dig that.
When Korey and I visited you almost 6 years ago it was a foreign place that turned into home. I think that was one of the best vacations ever. We were so comfortable. Your friends became our friends. We would hang out with them even if you couldn't. We invited some of them over to your house. I believe Korey's exact words were "You should come over to my place to watch the soccer game this evening. And by "my place" I mean "Darryl's place".
Thanks for letting us stay with you. I will never forget it.
[wickedly] hahahaha
I'll never tell. My identity as your photography groupie is forever masked and cloaked in darkness. Besides: Doesn't everybody know that the requirement for being allowed into the Darryl's World Photography Fan Club is public mention of the word "gorgeous"?
Now don't go getting a big head or anything. You won't be able to fit on the bus anymore.
Troy, I loved it, too, and I hope to always have a home that you can feel that way in. I mean, obviously I need to be kind of careful who Korey is inviting over (I still maintain that Martin Luther King Jr. party with the Hell's Angels was evidence of poor judgment), but in principle, yeah... when are you coming back?
And please don't make fun of my head. My self-esteem is fragile enough as it is.
[eyes rolling]
Yeah, you can roll your eyes. You're not the one who has to go to "Mr. Melon Head" for hats... *sob*
One moment you're "the King" and "the man" and you "hit things and make loud noises" - then you say you don't like loud noises... then you say you like Givenchy and soap perfume...and now you are all insecure about your head. I'm getting some mixed messages here.
Well, as long as that melon head of yours is crammed with creative genius and not narcissism, then so be it.
Even if you are somewhat fussy.
At least you usualie kan spel and write grammar good. Except for your mom.
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