little things

Nothing struck me on the way in and I couldn’t get away from the office today, so I was kind of stuck for an answer to today’s assignment. We were supposed to get in close on a “treasure” for the photo101 blog shot today. Then I realized the answer was staring me in the face. Not a killer shot, but kind of a fun grouping of little treasures that sit right next to me every day.
In the back is my desk gnome, which is my version of the travel gnome. I won it at some dumb white elephant game and it’s so out of character for me I kept it just for the weirdness. Sometimes when I’m trying to come up with an idea we have a staring contest. I haven’t won any.
Next to that are my true treasures and the other side is a Father’s Day gift from my daughter many years ago.

In front is one of those free swag promotional items that I got from a little start up company called Pixar. Back before Steve Jobs got run out of Apple and landed there, a group of incredibly talented artists and engineers created groundbreaking software and 3D rendering tools. They used it to put together a little animated short called Tin Toy, which won them an Academy Award. I was just getting into 3D graphics and had purchased their MacRenderman rendering software. They sent me that mug with the software, and it has been part of my morning ritual for 24 years. That’s how long I’ve been working at Miller Designworks as a designer, art director, web guy, videographer, photographer, writer, sales guy, and more. I’ve gotten to do all kinds of work in all kinds of places, and I’ve seen the technology change from everything being hand done to computer design technology having such a predominant role. But that little guy on the mug represents the right tools in the hands of talented people with great ideas. Hopefully that what we do here. I found a great job with a great group of people. That’s kind of a treasure.

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you can’t go back

Here we go. Today starts my photo-a day challenge on wordpress.com, and the assignment was “home”. I’ve driven past this house for years on my way to and from work, and I’ve watched its slow deterioration as time and nature reclaim it. I’ve often wondered whose it was, and what their lives were like. Was it a home filled with grimness, or laughter? With selfishness and uncaring, or love and kindness? I hope it was the latter. Now though its just a decrepit shell with a no trespassing sign on the shed. Just waiting on a fresh start.

 

I recently lost a good friend from our church whose name was Jerry Batts. As I stood there at the viewing, it struck me what a shell our bodies are. Its part of of who we are, to be sure, but such a small part. Jerry’s body wasn’t always his friend, but oh the life in him! He was filled with joy and humor and love, and a contagious faith in the Lord. It lit up that “home” he lived in for 55 years. I’ll really miss him. But I’ll see him again in a new home, with a fresh start.

 

Shot this on my iPhone.