Finger On It
Sunday. I appear to have drunk more sake than I intended last night. I'd had the last of a mostly empty bottle that was sitting on the counter, very good of me keeping it to just that I thought, when I found myself driving to Beverages and More to buy a case of the Ozeki (actually, I was only able to buy the last ten bottles they had remaining in the store), along with a block of cheese and some favorite dry as dust crackers.
So I got up this morning and instead of going out to breakfast and read the paper, my usual routine, I took the paper inside and read it in bed thinking whatever I did last night was not something I can afford to repeat all that often. How many times on how many Sunday mornings have I said that? And those bottles of sake. I assume they're sitting in the closet where I placed them. I watched my Japanese soaps on channel 26, of course, I remember pretty much what happened in all their various chapters (these, at least, have English subtitles), but while I was watching I was also obviously consuming a fair amount of sake and that's not good. Well, it was good, it just wasn't, you know, good.
At least it scotched my plan to go into the office this morning and work on the current project. Nothing much, therefore, in the way of walking today although I did get by the book store and bought a book of portraits of famous actors and entertainers by Timothy White. It's difficult for me to tell what I think of them since the subjects are so recognizable. I find a photograph of a complete unknown is often easier to judge and even then you need to see a number of the photographer's images together to pick out elements of individual style; still, these look pretty good.
Many of White's photographs of the famous and fabulous have them sitting about in their local junkyard or abandoned trailer park looking beat and incongruous, particularly the ladies (Julia Roberts sitting in front of a pile of old automobile tires, something she does every day before breakfast no doubt). A White trademark? Could be. It works. That or all of their various studios were going through some kind of juxtaposition phase. Still, I bought the book, that should be indicative of something. Put it up on the shelf with the rest of the photography books I never leaf through more than once or twice, except there hasn't been any room left on the shelf for some time now, which is undoubtedly indicative of something else if I could but put my finger on it.