Saturday, November 23

Author walljm

I have been writing on the web since 2000. I am a christian , a photographer, an occasional poet, a recovering dreamer, an occasional philosopher, a software developer, an autodidact, and I resemble the INFP personality type.

MapMSG.com – Statetris work on your geography, and have fun at the same time!

Ollie Kottke (kottke.org) Congratulation Jason and Meg. For such public lives, you didn’t tell!

104. Ballad for Gloom. Ezra Pound. Modern American Poetry “For God, our God is a gallant foe that playeth behind the veil. Whom God deigns not to overthrow hath need of triple mail.”

It smells of beer and suntan lotion Not too thick, and the press of people Strangers brushing up against you Attentions paying more heed to the man on stage He sings of love and heart break Joking with the crowd A distant intimacy shared briefly Among complete strangers.

for what cause should we forsake and willingly refuse to slake our hunger and our thirst? do we see the pain and urgent need of those in bondage and would be freed to start to walk with God?

A President Besieged and Isolated, Yet at Ease – washingtonpost.com The burden of authority is rarely comfortable.

Because of the ludicrous amounts of comment spam I get, I think my filter has become so restrictive that commenting has become almost impossible. I apologize and will look into a solution a soon as i can. I the mean time, feel free to comment via email via jason at walljm.com.

I hate noise. Well, most of the time. I hate color noise all the time. I’ve held off buying some of the professional noise filtering programs for a long time because I didn’t believe they were really worth it. But on a whim I downloaded the free trial version of Neat Image and gave it a try on some of the photos I shot for the Pendragon Movie that, due to low lighting conditions, were shot at 3200ISO. Very noisy. I was a little shocked at the results.The resulting image looks like it was shot at 200-400ISO. Very clean and…

The Dead by James Joyce. the whole story feels to me, soft and grey. its comforting somehow, but not in a happy way, like a whisper, and old eyes smiling, old eyes that speak of joy, and also of pain.

“His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead.” – James Joyce in “The Dead”

After much waiting, and an even longer time saving, I finally received my new Canon 5D. Allow yourself a moment to get over the envy, I know I would.I’m still at work, and don’t have my lenses with me, so I’ll need to wait till I get home to test it out. Suffice it to say, I shall be posting prints from it soon. ;)

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