It Hit Me


Workers tools.

The pictures. The pictures before my noodling around with words.

I found these two different pickups on two different days. I was going to try to build a little portfolio of them. Then, I thought why wait. The future is not secure. Really not secure. That’s not to say that everybody is going to sick and die.

No way.

It is enforcing something that I’ve known for a long time. When the opportunity presents itself, do it. Say yes to whatever comes to you. And, a golden oldie. He who hesitates is lost. That applies to making needed changes as well.

What did Bob Dylan say? He who is not busy being born is dying.

When I used to do a lot of street photography in sporty places, I lived by the motto, keep moving. I didn’t get hurt then, and I don’t suppose I’ll get hurt now. That’s not to say that you shouldn’t think tactically.

An example is grocery shopping. Most of the stores have started a policy of seniors only shopping from 8 to 9am. That’s also when the freshly re-stocked products are most available. We were going today. By the time we worked through our usual morning routine it was 10:30.

Nope.

Tomorrow is alarm clock time. The dogs who want to walk will be walked. We’ll get out of the house by about 7:45.

Please see below.

Sledgehammer.

So. What does “It Hit Me” mean?

I was reading something about the virus, our nation’s slow response and how the rest of the world is coping, which is to say they aren’t. In most places CoVid19 isn’t close to peaking. In New Orleans, it seems to be near doubling every day. I don’t think a lot of people are getting out of here unscathed. That saddens and terrifies me.

I used to say when something really bad was looming that I had a bad feeling about it. It’s not little things that makes me feel this way. The last time was the day before the arrival of Hurricane Katrina. I’m feeling that way now.

I survived Katrina. There is no reason to think that I won’t survive this, except that the storm peaked in two days. I have no idea when the virus will peak. And, I’m 15 years older with an underlying condition. Mostly, I have to think, be careful, and keep my head on a swivel.

I still believe that we can overcome this and make a lot of things better. I really believe that we have to keep on keeping on. Do what you do. Make art. Make music. Go for walks. Love your family. Just be careful.

Stay safe. Care for each other. Enjoy every sandwich.

Published by Ray Laskowitz

I am a visual storyteller. I've been making pictures for some 40 years. I travel the world in search of the right image. in the right light at the right time. You can reach me by phone at 505.280.4686, or by email at Ray@Laskowitzpicturess.com or Pictures34@me.com. For a quick look at my work please go to www.laskowitzpictures.com.

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