Silence is Golden
Oregon · USA
The sun bathes South Sister and Sparks Lake in a warm sunset glow as cooler tones encroach from the east in this 247-second exposure. I stood quietly upon the jagged scoria shore and watched the clouds roll by, metamorphosing in form and color, mirroring the evolution of my inner frequency as I was decompressing after a long drive from Portland, preceded a day earlier by an even longer drive from Whistler Village, BC, Canada. I don't mind needing extended time getting from point A to point E as long as B, C, D, and all the infinite points in between are filled with good music. So I load up my iPhone with a rather eclectic mix, from folk to classical to hard rock to hip hop and my staple R&B, from 60s music to slightly more modern fare (no Bieber or Cyrus, though, so no worries), from symphonies to soundtracks to spoken word (Jerry Seinfeld's "I'm Telling You for the Last Time" is an always welcome treatise on the absurdities of everyday life)...it's all fair game if it helps me get away from the alternating hubbub and humdrum of professional big-city life. But once I find myself away, there's generally no sweeter sound than that of pure silence.