I wanted to take pictures straight up, head on, face forward, but lost my nerve. When I finally faced face I focused off center. I’m still shy because I still feel groupie. Period. So, I took pictures like a lesson in prepositions – around, behind, along, beside. Never really in front though. Next time will be better. When I breathe.
This is one of my favorite pictures from the night. It’s how I felt the entire time – there but not completely believing it. There but in a surreal state of pleasant surprise. Lurking on the fringe. Who knew it would be that cool? Who knew it would be that elaborate? Five cameras, five professionals. Audio. Director. Cameramen. Groupies. But, that’s not why it’s been almost a week and I’m still talking about it. It was a night filled with a room full of friends.
When I deleted MyThatSpace I went through all the motions of saying yes, I really want this account gone. Yes, I really, really do. Then I realized I left a letter behind. Luckily, they gave me 48 hours to clean out my locker. If I could have gathered all the special notes, the Frankie pics, the sweet things people have said, I would have. Instead, like a crazy lady I ran back into the burning building just to save one thing. Words of sincere friendship. Not the BS you read in lyrics, or the kind of empty gratitude you get in an email because you’ve written a check. Not the double-standard, two-faced, fake-smiling you get because you are constantly trying to bring someone else up. No love for who you are, simply because of you.
I was taught a lesson in kindness last week. It has taken me six days to think it through. Just because you think something isn’t a big deal, no skin off your nose, that doesn’t mean it isn’t to someone else. Does that make sense? Acts of kindness you shrug off could make all the different to someone else.
~*LunaSea*~ 
“I took pictures like a lesson in prepositions – around, behind, along, beside” That reminds me of a song that Grover used to sing on Seasame Street … something about “Over and under and through” and “near, far, near, far”. And since you were taking pictures of a musician … I though I’d share that song … that random tangent thought of mine with you 🙂
Yes, that is the pic I love. You got some great shots that night. You should post the pic where you’re hiding behind the brick wall surrounding the Springfield skyline to get the perfect shot. Even the one where you’re crouched down at the base of the news camera. That would definitely qualify as a over, under and through 🙂
Next time, black and white!!!
i like this article and the photos. someone should fill me in as to what’s going on in them.
ps- fake smiles are lame.
thank you for let me part of this unforgetable event
Ruby ~ I remember the near-far thing! HA! I actually know what you’re talking about! Well, score one for me!
Mon ~ I’ll honor Brian with a blog & I’ll use the crouching pic (for the other one people will just have to go to flickr…eventually). Black and white next time!
Brian ~ You are right. I have been elusive about the night. It was a whirlwind of emotion for me and I haven’t been able to write about it without getting choked up. Don’t worry – I’ll get there!
Sarah ~ Out of nearly every sirsy fan (& friend of mine) you are the one who always asked about Greg. You are the one who sincerely supported AND cared. I loved being able to invite you.
You are truly wonderful. I am so amazed that you really didn’t know how grand of a gesture this was! It made all the difference in a huge karmic sense too!
Not being a Sirsy fan and being a total Mon and Greg fan, I just ask Mon how he is myself 😉 hahaaa…I just couldn’t resist saying that.
Pam~ You are too freakin’ funny! xoxoxoxo