No-one knows

No-one knows.

Asides from being a class music link for me. This three word statement is often how I feel. As ever, it can be viewed both positively and negatively.

I am different

Everyone is different, but my life’s history for the past 7 years, has forced me to live ‘very differently’. Hmmm, maybe I want this? I have never ‘followed’ (unless slipstreaming a fellow cyclist)! There is no-one who knows me. Good. Crikey, deep, and I haven’t even started my coffee yet!

My next note explains my joy got from going to a good friend’s wedding. Although it was grey and overcast weather, everything about the actual wedding seemed perfect J

Congratulations Dan and Alex!

Good things happen to good people

I was in Kingston when I bumped into a resident and carer, from my former rehab home. I found it difficult and wonderful. It was difficult for me to know that there are people who aren’t as lucky as me. I have forever strived for independence, but there are those who don’t and are stuck, living their life ‘in care’. Although depressed, feeling this, it did of course leave me  feeling utter relief and self confidence. I have lived through that. Done. Finito. Complete!

A small EP, was bought online, and Rachel Sermanni’s cd, arrived in the post.

I am a sucker for the ‘product semantics’ of having a cd. There are no product semantics of mp3s.

Hmmm. Although I have recouped none of the money spent on printing my graphic pieces (of this round, prints and postcards), I have received compliments, which do combine with my other compliments etc of my voluntary professions. I am regularly told 

'You've got a good eye!'

As for photos, people always ask what camera I use. They are then stunned when I tell them ‘my iPhone’!

I admit that I often take the photo, and then ‘process’ or ‘enhance’ it using my graphic software/knowledge. I am so lucky.

The incorporation of a camera into a mobile phone, is something I have been so fortunate to benefit from.

Wherever I go, I will be with my mobile phone and therefore I always have the ability to photograph. As I have a good education in ‘visual communication’, I know that I see visual potential in things, a lot more than others. With my phone I can record the potential I see. I do not need or want a heavyweight camera. My iPhone can be used one-handed. Phew!

My art:

http://naturallybeautifulnormality.blogspot.co.uk/

My hero

I was in Central London on Friday, and made the following notes…

Merci

Central London. No-one understands 'excuse me'

I don't ask people if something is possible, i do it anyway, saying 'sorry' if there is a chance that I am causing trouble.

The first note, refers to my use of French as I passed a group of schoolchildren directed by their professeur (they were French). I used this as they stood aside, to let me through. As I do not speak Japanese, I called ‘excuse me’, asking for another family to move as I tried to get past. No use. Hmmm, what do I do?

… Someone pulled them aside, but, otherwise collision! I am comfortable negotiating crowds in my wheelchair, if I speak the language. In London, I thought I would be ok, but no.

I give you one more photo. A picture which I have very cross about incorrect alignment. As I was forced to go 'the other', west side of Hungerford bridge (broken lift), i saw the chance to correct my photo.