The Community of Wood
What happens when seemingly big things come into the ’radical blocked viewing of eyesight’, that is held in consortium by small people….?
Now one might ask, what in the hell of heavens fine name is this blubbering idiot talking about today and as such, I can only say….”technic’s of wizard imagery have brought all of my photos back and thanks to the folks at Zooomr, Zoho, Robert Scoble, Sun Microsystems and Dell, plus all other’s as yet unnamed….all my pictures are back online at the moment for your viewing enjoyment!”
For any who have been following my blogging here, which is one of many others, you will have noticed that earlier in the week I made note to mention about losing my online photos for a while when Zooomr experienced a server failure//crash. Zooomr is an online photo hosting and sharing website that is all set to rock the foundations of some of the bigger giants. What this means in essence is:
“Zooomr is just two guys and only one of which knows how to do the technical things that need to be done. This will not always be the case. As Zooomr grows we will grow too and having more engineers will make things go smoother in the future.”
“While technically Zooomr is just a 19 year old kid, (Kristopher Tate) and a somewhat obsessive compulsive photographer, (Thomas Hawk) who is trying to process 500,000 fine art photos before he dies (that would be me), Zooomr really is something that is much more. It’s really all of us. And it’s been so great getting to know so many in our community over the course of this last week as we’ve been broadcasting live on UStream. One thing that is evident is that we all share so much of a passion and love for photography.” —Thomas Hawk
“We will come out of this stronger than before, together — Zooomr is the world’s photosharing website.” — Kristopher Tate; lead developer for Zooomr
And so the machinery of life just keeps on rolling as we find that even in the midst of all the hum-drums of big time name shakers and rockers, there is….yes, there is the truth, that there is still a place for the small guys to become big guys, as persistence and hard working attitude are still values that will lead one on to greatness where one can still rock the foundations of established how it has all-ways been. It is at times such as this that I give thanks for those all around us who have the foresight to push on in spite of the misfortunes of loose rocks, that sometimes get shaken loose from this celestial universe of which we all are a part of. And so I would say that the next time a ‘larger than thou’ boulder lands at the foot of your feet, shake off the dust and give thanks for who and what your are….square your shoulders with the physics of determination and say to all those other’s around you….’I can do’ as you climb over the boulder. For it is only in the pressing on in face adversary, that once you have climbed up the face of that rock, that you will meet all those other’s like your-self who have also triumphed….and reaching out, you will find that there is a hand for you, to give the help that creates out of smallness into the greatness of oneness.
As I have said before, as was said to me by one old timer, who was there for me in my moment of ‘granite boulders’....”All is yours, use what you will, only be sure and use what you take.”
I am an artist first and as a worker of wood I find art all around me, as spelled out by the words I hear coming from listening to the sounds that come forth from the forest of woods. Having become a part of a community of woodworkers here at LJ is also a part of something bigger then I am, and is a place where I or any can go and come to or from at whatever a pace we want. Here at LJ the doors are all-ways open for sharing what each has, ....’give some and take some’ and as we here continue to grow, I also give thanks for being a small part of something that is growing into a big community of woodworkers. Many saplings grow up into bigger trees and many trees make up the forest of which I am a part of….and in that forest, from which I live, are found the words of wisdom, that come from the ancients of old residing within.
....and so I give thanks, for it was on a day such as this that I heard an ancient of old whisper in my ear, “it is the saplings, those young upstarts that teach us ancients how to live and be a part of the community of wood”....
...and as i sat and watched with passing of time, my head started to grow and swell as I looked up to that place in the sky, that was made for one such as I....
....and in this consortium of many, I was able to give many thanks for all the other's such as I....
....never having seen the bad side of a piece of wood is the art-full knowing that there are no-mistakes with wood and from there i understood that all and any mis-taken mis-step is only what was before i took my next step and became an art-full piece of 'wood art'....
-- --frank, NH, http://rusticwoodart.tumblr.com/