spring blues or leaning from the steep slope

feels like spring is starting in California today, in between the hurricane days

*I just realized I have 2 substacks by mistake so I’m reposting here which is where I want it to be I’m sorry for the confusion*

Here are some unrelated images that are in my JPG folder, mostly macro images which I think is how my eyeball truly sees. I’m cleaning the stacks of magazines and printed material off my desk, letting go and feeling lighter feels so restorative. 

This black and white image of the river anchor reminds me to finish the thought here which is that I ended up with a gift certificate to West Marine which is like a hardware store for boaters. I couldn’t think of anything I really needed there so I bought a bunch of things that I liked how they looked with the intention to make pictures with them and return them endlessly. This river anchor made me think of a part from Calvino’s If on a winter’s night a traveler from the chapter Leaning from the steep slope: 

I understood that the object contained a message for me, and I should decipher it: the anchor, an exhortation to attach myself, to delve, to end my fluctuating condition, my remaining on the surface. But such an interpretation left room for doubts: this could also be an invitation to cast off, to set forth toward the open sea. Something in the grapnel’s form, the four hooked teeth, the four iron arms worn by the scraping against the rock of the seabed, warned me that no decision would preclude laceration and suffering. Still, I could be relieved that it was not a heavy, ocean-going anchor, but a light little anchor: I was therefore not being asked to renounce the open-mindedness of youth, but only to linger for a moment, to reflect, to sound out the darkness of myself.

I also made a playlist today that I would like to share with you called dog tree spring playlist

Thanks for looking !

Damien