This past weekend was a buzz of energy that encompassed multiple levels. Cinco De Mayo celebrations a’plenty, a couple of art shows, the arrival of the perigee-szygy (aka “Super Moon”) up in the heavens, and the loss of a star here on earth (MCA from the Beastie Boys passed away on Friday, RIP).
Took in all of the sights and sounds of Friday night and then woke up early enough to get a margarita and then scoot over to my shoot for a six-year-old’s birthday party. You want to talk about being on your toes to get the shot? Try to picture TAKING pictures of a bunch of six-year-olds running around on even a SMALL amount of sugar. Their natural energy keeps them hyper enough, but I was able to get some prime shots and put some of my previous experience to use in getting all the angles necessary.
When that was said and done, I took in to running errands and buying some classic wax before heading to Winfrey Point near White Rock Lake to capture the “Super Moon.” Ran into a number of other avid photogs and after seeing so many people battling for prime estate to capture it from the top of the hill, I decided to go to the bottom of the hill and into the low plain to get the moon’s initial stirring in the night sky.
Got it and came out with the following:
All of this occurred (exception being the kid’s birthday party) with most of the “Paul’s Boutique” by the Beastie Boys blaring in the background.
Rare events happen when we lose someone just as rare themselves. Godspeed, MCA, Junior Seau, and George Lindsey (Goober Pyle) and all the dearly departed.
The serene sky and light pre-summer zephyrs were indeed messages from the stars that all is going to be well. Even in the case of running into a heart that once beat like mine and having to wonder what to do last night, the messages were in the stars. I just had to look up and understand the bigger picture to see what to do.
Keep your heads up, folks.