Something Less than Polemic

I will start shooting again soon.  I've put all the Polaroid stuff behind me now and am trying to find a new way.  For now, I think I will shoot digitally.  It is the complete opposite of what I've been doing and I like the fine lines and colors as an antidote to the other.  Plus, I have spent God's own money on large format cameras and lenses and technicians to adapt them and make them work, so I can't do that just yet.  That is always the way, no?  Once you get what you wanted. . . you must put it aside.  For awhile.  The time will come when I will be mad to work that way and there it will be just waiting for me.  Who knows?  I don't, certainly.

Or cares?  It doesn't matter.  It is what we do to fill the time between then and what comes.  Don't kid yourselves that I don't know how little any of this or anything else matters.  I'm just trying to decorate the place and have a bit of fun in the meantime.

There's a lie in that, too.  It is impossible not to no matter what you say.  I read a review of a new book on Information Theory.  It is called "Information," I think, and was written by a physicist (again, I think) who postulates that all "knowledge" is just "information," zeros and ones, ons and offs.  Everything we know, he says, is either yes or no, just the way the computers work.  It is the way genes work.  Cultural theories propose the meme.

But I am hoping that poetry and art can confute some of that.  I like theory mostly because there is always another theory that comes along to change what came before.  And it makes me feel better that whether the theorist realizes it or not, it is just what we do between then and what is to come.