Bones

What is this blog about? In a nutshell, it's about black and white darkroom photomontage. Every few weeks, a new image with a few words about it, kinda poetic, philosophical. 

For more details - check out the archive, the first post, April 26, 2015.

If you like what you see here, go to: www.bobbennettphoto.net

A driftwood sculpture in the sand. You are looking in a mirror of sorts - this is you, me, us all.

Composed of haphazard pieces, aren't we all? 

A man, a woman, some warm moments, & nine months later, here you are. 

Some years later (hopefully many) there you go. 

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, we all fall down."

Between the beginning and the end? ...try to act well, be a credit, not a deficit, to this human endeavor.

It's a huge and merciless universe, we may well mean nothing.

But if we do mean anything? 

'Be part of the solution, not part of the problem' as the old 60's saying goes.

Is anyone watching? Is there a 'god'?

I think not, but just in case i am wrong?....

I'd prefer to do things right, such as i know 'right' to be.

Not just because it'll be better for me then, but because it makes me feel better now.

Immediate gratification, you ask?

No, not really. Only sort of.

If you like this image, you should check out my recently published book:

www.amazon.com/dp/1364579138

There's a 'see inside the book' preview so you can check it out a bit before you reach for that credit card.

Temporary homes

What is this blog about? In a nutshell, it's about black and white darkroom photomontage. Every few weeks, a new image with a few words about it, kinda poetic, philosophical. 

For more details - check out the archive, the first post, April 26, 2015.

If you like what you see here, go to: www.bobbennettphoto.net

Everything in the image is very short lived.

The ripples in the sand? Revised by the next tide.

The holes in the rock in the upper left?

Made by mollusks, with a spiral pattern of razor sharp blades on their shell.

They burrow in a clay-like rock, live for a while, then die, and leave their 'home' behind.

In the center, a shark egg casing. Momma gives this birth, baby lives here a short while, then it splits open, baby is free, and on it's own, the casing discarded.

At the the right, a 'by the wind sailor' - a gelatinous and almost transparent thing that usually floats out on the open ocean, it's sail is pushed by the wind. Once in a while, the wind and tides change, and masses of them are thrown onto the shore, making one very slippery mess to walk on.

Not just a temporary home, but a temporary life.

Everything is temporary...

This image is included in a book i did that's now for sale on Amazon, titled 'California Beach Trip". I'm quite proud of it - I got an Amazon sellers acct., so there is a 'see inside the book' link so you can taste the rest of the book, half a dozen images.

www.amazon.com/dp/1364579138

Here's the cover:

Stop in again in a couple of weeks - there's a skeleton in my closet that might amuse you!