I see things others don't. Sometimes I wish I didn't. Sometimes I wish I couldn't see the warts, lies, weaknesses in people. But, what I do for a living, is something I love. And, I use it to help people. Here's something that happened yesterday. I walk the beach 10-12 miles or more a day. I can disassociate and just be focused on the ocean and beauty. I sometimes talk w/ God as I walk. Yesterday I stopped in Belmont Park. It is a classic, old amusement park and beach, attracting ethnic, blue collar families and then a mix of young people and a few thugs. A place like this also attracts perverts. I sat on a park bench looking out on the beach. I was doing some stretching and just relaxing. I love this park. I love kids and there are always lots of them.
Seeing the world differently than most everyone else, I see things that don't fit. They JUMP out and sometimes scream @ me. Yesterday, I saw a guy of Middle Eastern descent walking on the beach. He was wearing pants and a dress shirt. He was in his 40's and just looked like a guy who has not been in the US very long. Hard to explain, but I think some of you can visualize what I mean. He walked by a blanket w/ 3 young women. He turned, and walked by again. He was checking out these women, half his age. Now, I look and pretty women. All hetero men look, to varying degrees. If I see they're teenagers I avert my eyes. My arbitrary cutoff is ~21-24 and older. I really love the thong fashion. Anyway, back to the pervert. After he walked by the second time, behind the women so they couldn't see them, he then sat in their blind spot on a concrete fire circle. He pretended to be talking on the phone, but he was actually shooting photos of these women. He's done this many times before. Probably has a shitload of photos on his phone. So, I walked up to these young women and introduced myself. I know how to approach people and talk w/ them. It's what I do. I pointed out the pervert to these young women. I told them what he was doing. I was heartened when I saw these young women were not the victim type. Two of them were heavily tatted up and they were blue collar, early 20's. I was calm and they did not overreact. I explained the chances were great this guy was just a voyeur. But, if they saw him follow them, or if they see him anywhere else, to call the cops. I told them if he does follow them to not go to their car where he can get the license plate. They were appreciative and I felt confident they could handle the situation.
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It may not look it, but I'm working there.
You must be suffering. /sarc
The first one is very nice.
Look at you framing up shots. You've got an eye. That right there is composition.
I love people who love tradition like Lem. Irish bartenders. Italian barbers. Hispanic fruit pickers.
Good luck with the new job.
If Caesar Chavez were alive he would say that was racist.
What are those things in the bottom picture? Can you eat that stuff?
I don't think they are edible, no.
What are they? What kind of tree is that?
Enjoy your work, Lem. I was taught to find something you love to do and enjoy your work. It was sage advice.
I see things others don't. Sometimes I wish I didn't. Sometimes I wish I couldn't see the warts, lies, weaknesses in people. But, what I do for a living, is something I love. And, I use it to help people. Here's something that happened yesterday. I walk the beach 10-12 miles or more a day. I can disassociate and just be focused on the ocean and beauty. I sometimes talk w/ God as I walk. Yesterday I stopped in Belmont Park. It is a classic, old amusement park and beach, attracting ethnic, blue collar families and then a mix of young people and a few thugs. A place like this also attracts perverts. I sat on a park bench looking out on the beach. I was doing some stretching and just relaxing. I love this park. I love kids and there are always lots of them.
Seeing the world differently than most everyone else, I see things that don't fit. They JUMP out and sometimes scream @ me. Yesterday, I saw a guy of Middle Eastern descent walking on the beach. He was wearing pants and a dress shirt. He was in his 40's and just looked like a guy who has not been in the US very long. Hard to explain, but I think some of you can visualize what I mean. He walked by a blanket w/ 3 young women. He turned, and walked by again. He was checking out these women, half his age. Now, I look and pretty women. All hetero men look, to varying degrees. If I see they're teenagers I avert my eyes. My arbitrary cutoff is ~21-24 and older. I really love the thong fashion. Anyway, back to the pervert. After he walked by the second time, behind the women so they couldn't see them, he then sat in their blind spot on a concrete fire circle. He pretended to be talking on the phone, but he was actually shooting photos of these women. He's done this many times before. Probably has a shitload of photos on his phone. So, I walked up to these young women and introduced myself. I know how to approach people and talk w/ them. It's what I do. I pointed out the pervert to these young women. I told them what he was doing. I was heartened when I saw these young women were not the victim type. Two of them were heavily tatted up and they were blue collar, early 20's. I was calm and they did not overreact. I explained the chances were great this guy was just a voyeur. But, if they saw him follow them, or if they see him anywhere else, to call the cops. I told them if he does follow them to not go to their car where he can get the license plate. They were appreciative and I felt confident they could handle the situation.
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