I’ll Be Live Chatting On Wednesday

April 22nd, 2014

This just in

UPDATE: Here’s a direct link to the web chat. It will be archived here, too, if you miss it. Live Chat With Rodney Curtis

Hey fellow Wanderers, I was just asked to chat with a nationwide audience via the Poynter Institute on Wednesday at 3:00 pm. They want to hear all about Getting Laid

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If you want to watch the conversation live — or join in — please follow this link http://www.poynter.org/category/chats/ to see what dopey things I say.

From the Poynter Institute Mission Statement: The Poynter Institute is a school dedicated to teaching and inspiring journalists and media leaders. It promotes excellence and integrity in the practice of craft and in the practical leadership of successful businesses. It stands for a journalism that informs citizens and enlightens public discourse.

My Vernal Disease

April 19th, 2014

Sweet relief

Michigan in Spring

Earlier this week we broke an all-time record for snowfall. We received 94.8 inches, with the last three falling on our poor daffodils. Today I wandered around the yard snapping photos to show the dichotomy.

Ah, Spring in Michigan!

You may remember my Gray Weeds post as Fall fell on me. Enjoy this quick update to my Autumnal tumble. I’m happy, relieved and suffering from Spring Fever. It’s a delightful Vernal disease.

 

Virtually Rodney

April 13th, 2014

A work in progress

I’ve been unfaithful.

I’ve been cheating.

I have also — to mangle a biblical reference — been robbing Peter to pay, well, Peter.

I have a mistress and her name is RodneyCurtis.com. She has been taking all my attention and leading me astray from this Wanderer site; I’ve wandered from the Wanderer. Oh, but she looks so pretty!

For years I’ve maintained a static web presence over at RodneyCurtis dot c’mon. It just sort of sat there and maybe got updated once or twice a year when one of my books came out or I had some cool new wedding stuff to share that I’d shot months previously.

It was mostly used for photography, whereas this site was used for anything I felt like. But now, as I’m attempting to re-define myself, I thought it might be a good idea to creep out of the digital stone ages of 2006 or 2007.

The trouble is, I know enough to be dangerous — to myself. I can’t tell you how many times my site has experienced catastrophic failure over the past week. For a while I even had most everything posted at RodneyCurtis.com/RodneyCurtis.com.

My biggest problem is theoretical, philosophical even. Who am I?

It has been difficult applying for meaningful employment with three different resumes: Rodney as a photographer, Rodney as a writer, Rodney as a teacher (with subcategories — Rodney as a photography teacher/Rodney as a writing teacher).

Setting up a website to reflect those disparate professions has been tricky. I’m obviously still figuring myself out; both Rodney and RodneyCurtis are works in progress.

Eventually I’ll figure everything out and what I write here will flow nicely and professionally over there. My publisher John Hile thought that was a good idea since it’s always great to have web pages linking to each other. Google likes that and what Google likes, we all like. (Strangely, the corollary to that sentence is also true. How many times has someone sent you an email about something and you find, almost immediately, that THAT something shows up in ads all around you?)

It’s easy to get wrapped up in “me.” Though for the previous few weeks I’ve happily had a nice jolt back to reality. I’ve been teaching formerly homeless folks in Detroit how to take pictures and advocate for themselves with photography. All my silly little worries about coding my site and figuring out how to put my best foot forward seem to melt away as I chat with the fascinating residents. Hopefully I’ll be able to write more about them, maybe even share some of their photos.

Hmmm, but how should I show the pictures and what’s the best way to code them and can I  …

London: The Big Picture(s)

April 1st, 2014

Wherein once again The Spiritual Wanderer wanders around snapping photos of whatever makes him smile.

There’s nothing better than strolling around town, any town, and taking pictures. It’s called Street Photography and those of us whose hearts pump developer, stop bath and fixer love wandering with a camera. Pros like Scott Strazzante take it well past documentary photography and well into high art with blogs like Shooting from the Hip.

You’ve heard of the fantastic Humans of New York? Well today I offer up a few humans of London.

Head in bucket

A busker is someone in London who performs in the public for money. I’ve seen jugglers and singers, comedians and people who do all three. I even gave money to a kid playing a traffic cone like a bugle. But I’ve never seen anyone stand on his head in a bucket. Apparently, gauging from the reaction, it’s just another day in Notting Hill on Portobello Road.

 

The London Eye

The London Eye, built for the new millennium, is no longer the world’s tallest ferris wheel, but the views from it are still fantastic. So are the views OF it.

 

Winston Churchill and Parliament

Even in death, Winston Churchill still looks over the city and Westminster Abbey.

 

Flesh eating fish

You may remember the video I did of these fish eating the dry skin off my own feet. Here are some tanks full of Garra Rufa which tickle your feet as they give my daughter and some new friends a pedicure.

 

Big Ben and phone booth

It’s five o’clock somewhere. Big Ben is seen through a nearby phone booth, (though in truth, “Big Ben” is actually the name of the biggest bell inside the clock tower).

 

Whittlesey Street London

British television and movie producers use Whittlesey Street in London as their own personal back lot because it looks like it did hundreds of years ago — without the cars, and Marci.

 

The Eye of Skye

The Eye of Skye or The London Eye(s).

 

Bored Taylor

After a long day of sightseeing, Taylor takes a break in the bunker that housed Churchill’s war rooms during The Blitz.

 

Dirty Dicks

And finally – submitted mostly without comment – other than saying my wife made me insert this photo. Oh, that sign in the background.