The Guard

IMG_9271.JPGI came face to face with this guy as I was exiting an art exhibit in Taos recently. He was barking half-heartedly at passers-by. Warning, or invitation to play? I took it to mean don’t get any closer to this vehicle, bud! Of course, he was probably just asking, “Have you seen my master anywhere”?

Another photographer friend behind me said, “That John, he will shoot anything”. He was right.

PACKING, UNPACKING, REPACKING

PACKING, UNPACKING, REPACKING / iPhone 6s Plus / Snapseed

What a day. First, I decided my old standby wheeled backpack was just heavier than it nneded to be. So I started by eliminating things that I had been dragging around, yet never, or seldom using..

Out went the tripod. Ditto the monopod. Next the painting gear and supplies. I'm headed out on a photo shoot, not a painting trip. Besides, the last time I lugged around all my painting stuff, I ended uo painting with my finger on the iPad, anyway. Right down to things like shampoo, mouthwash, and toothpaste, that I could buy shortly after landing.

I was tired of dragging my roller bag behind me. Last time I was in Spain, I bought a four-wheeler. Much better for strolling through airports! But it was larger, so , of course, I filled it full of even more unneeded stuff. And lugging either bag up and down stairs was getting to be a pain in the – neck, and back and feet and other parts of this, harumph, mid to late middle aged body

Besides, I like to think of myself as some sort of minimalist. i do paint with only my (Un)Limited palette, after all, and much prefer my iPad over computers and laptops, my iPhone over more “serious” cameras. One other thing. You just can't access all those super important items in your backpack without wrestling it off and back on again. So, I came up with this idea:

Two cross body bags, sort of like panniers on a Grand Canyon mule. Hey, who said “jackass”?

Well, anyway, I got from around twenty plus pounds down to eleven. I strapped them on, Thea took the photos, and I walked from one end of the house to the other. (We live in a very long, narrow, typical northern New Mexico adobe farm house.) Oof! Eleven pounds on my shoulders turned out to be considerably heavier than twenty on wheels. I still liked the accessibility factor, though, and thought maybe I could still do better. And I did. Got it all down to seven and a half pounds. Much better.

I'm going to sleep on it, now, and see if I have any new ideas come morning. If I have time tomorrow, I'll show you what I've ended up with and give you a more detailed look at what's involved.

Hasta mañana.