I was watching Sports Center last night and right in the middle of "Web Gems" the power went out! When power is out it's only out for a short time so I waited. And waited. And waited. Nothing. I began to listen to the silence. I was incredibly quiet. No traffic. No sirens. No sound. It was eerie. I decided to have a glass of wine and sit in the back yard and take in this very unusual evening. I've always been interested in night photography with available light so I set up my camera, lit a candle, and took this shot.
Friday, August 26, 2005
BLACK OUT
I was watching Sports Center last night and right in the middle of "Web Gems" the power went out! When power is out it's only out for a short time so I waited. And waited. And waited. Nothing. I began to listen to the silence. I was incredibly quiet. No traffic. No sirens. No sound. It was eerie. I decided to have a glass of wine and sit in the back yard and take in this very unusual evening. I've always been interested in night photography with available light so I set up my camera, lit a candle, and took this shot.
GOODBYE KEN
This is Ken. Ken and I had been friends for about 10 years when he came to me and suggested I apply for a job where he worked. I was hired. Ken was my mentor at the job. He was very smart. He worked hard and handled a lot of things with dignity and compassion. In 1994 he had a seizure. He was diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumor. As his health began to decline I began to pick him up for work. He couldn't drive anymore. We would chat on the way and just as we would arrive at work often times he would say something very profound. We would just sit in the truck in silence while what he said sunk in. Very powerful and emotionally impactful. He came into my office one day and said "You know, life is like riding a wave. You try to pick the one that you think will give you to best ride. When you're up on the wave you don't have control of what the wave will do, you can only give it your best shot and ride it out until it's gone." I sat at my desk and thought about the metaphor after he left. A few moments later he came back into the room and said, "SURF'S UP!". How right he was. The Department threw a party when he retired. I took this photo of him there. He died shorty afterward. It was May 1994. He was in his 40's. I miss him.
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About Me
- Ray Sherrod
- Santa Cruz, CA, United States
- I am a very shy introverted photographer. My psycho-therapist says that I may be able to come out of my shell almost any time now.