Another New Year's Eve Story

"So, for 2009: Eyes on the horizon, hands in the soil, clutching the roots."
--SAD Project Arist's Statement

Turns out the two aren't that far apart--at least half the horizon is made of soil. And are those roots twisted? You bet they are.

Today the SAD project ends. I can't say I'm not ready for it to be over. In fact, I can't say what I'm ready for at all. Over past twelve months I have asked myself where my work will go in 2010, and I don't have any answers.

Two significant things happened this year: I won the BlogAsheville award for best writing, and I hit the wall on writing about photography. Don't get upset; I'm not quitting. But verbose love letters are for couples stranded far apart from each other--when you're close, you just say what you mean. Or better yet, let your actions speak for you.

So, for 2010: Shoot first, ask questions later. If I find a better answer than that, rest assured I'll let you know.