Mythos & Marginalia

2015 – 2025: a decade of days


a daily breath

  • Mondays are just young Fridays

    Daylight slipping through the cracks

    above the curtains, a reminder of

    what kind of day it will be

    if you choose to let it in.

    The comfort of the night, once

    concealed in total darkness, now

    only a recent memory.

    Your circadian rhythm is already

    functioning on its own.

    It’s only natural. It is what it is, 

    any day but specifically today.

    Today matters.

    Dreams now safely tucked away,

    what will you do with the day?

    08/14/2023                                                                                      j.g.l.

  • on your own time

    Aren’t we all curious?

       We wake, we wonder…we wander.

       We never know what may be interesting or capture our imagination until it does, but shouldn’t we all be open to looking (or feeling) a little deeper?

       Breathe in what surrounds you, look around (often) throughout the day. What will capture your imagination?

       Your current plane of focus may not be what it was, but if you can see past what may have been an obstacle, you will find something else in your depth of field.

       Look beyond what is there.

       As the day moves at its own pace, attend to your interests on your own time. Sunrise to sunset, take advantage of the unexplored opportunities before you.

       Be grateful.

       Whether you search in the midday shadows or look up at the final few clouds dissipating into common darkness, there must be something.

       Be grateful not in finding it, but in looking for it.

    08/13/2023                                                                                                                                                        j.g.l.

  • cloud songs

        How can you know
    what another person
          is thinking
    when your own thoughts
    are as confusing
              as the day?

       How can you know
    what another human
          is feeling
             when
          those thoughts
                  get in the way?

    08/11/2023                                                                                       j.g.l.

  • Mondays are just young Fridays

    Since moving to Toronto almost 10 years ago, I have continually been trying to deepen my relationship with photography.
        My first career as a photojournalist allowed my both the time and ever-changing situations to expand my craft. It was always an appreciated challenge to illustrate life as it happened a fraction of a second at a time.
        As my career shifted, I began to spend more time with my words than I did with in the darkroom.
        Then, there was a period where I hardly picked up my camera.
        About 15 years ago, I made an attempt to jump back into a pursuit has always been a major part of my life. Then, my move to Toronto provided plenty of new opportunities visually. Photography turned out to be a great way to explore my new home.
        I purchased a new camera last summer and have seriously enjoyed each moment adjusting to the new technology contained in the device. I don’t think I’ve ever spent as much time studying a camera manual as I have over the past year; I never thought I had to. Photography, at its most rudimentary level, is the balance of light and time. Digital photography has disrupted that balance.
        I know I must learn more if I want to keep up with, or get on top of, the reality of what is happening. It is as confusing as it is inspiring.
        I bought a new lens last week, adding a greater dimension to the range of focal lengths I employ. In my newspaper days, I had a particular wide-angle lens that was one of my workhorse choices. I felt, recently, that that range has been missing from the toolkit I carry around with me.
        A wide angle lens expands your perspective. The width and breath of the lens allows a greater swath of the landscape that surrounds you and provides a greater dimension if not a bigger moment.
        It’s another way of looking at things.
        I need that right now, inspiration to take me a little deeper, something to adjust my focus. How I spend my time is more about how choose to see what is before me.

    08/07/2021                                                                         j.g.l.

  • cloud songs

             Families stretch across
                countries and continents.
              We all have a place
                      beyond
                  this vast horizon.
       The pleasures of a reunion fill
        the heart in the time allowed,
    with the melancholy of a farewell
          leaving enough space for
          another visit.
                Safe passage
                   until the next time.

    08/03/2023                                                                                   j.g.l.