The best camera is the one in your hand. Chase Jarvis
The upside of cliches is that they point us to images of deep beauty or truth. The downside is that everyone is pointing to the same things. Still I am finding myself drawn to cliches these days. I am liking the moon on the water. I am liking the wind in the trees. I am liking that an iphone photo from a community dinner in downtown Bend has elements of surrealism in reflected paintings on the brick wall across the street, a Mary earnestly at the side of a man with a beard, and a cascade of lights trailing down from the sky. Etc.
The acquiescence to the power of the cliche…is that a sign of my mellowing or an early sign of my disappointed mental softening. Inside it feels like a letting go of some of the cynicism I needed in earlier decades of my life. That is a good thing, and a funny thing. I won‘t be buying glossy prints of Oregon coast sunsets, but I won‘t give up on the moon or the sea as worthy images in my writing if I can breathe a little new life into a far, forgotten corner of either one of them. Somehow that would make me smile.