Nice snapshot pal…

Whenever someone compliments one of my photographs with “nice snapshot”, I get an urge to throat punch them in the most compassionate way possible; it’s like saying “nice firewood” instead of “nice hand crafted hardwood dining table”.

Furthermore, for me to call a photograph a “snapshot”, it’s usually intended as a dig to belittle the technique or technical ability of the “photographer”. Personally, It’s a word that I rarely if ever use, but hey, that’s just me, each to their own; Then again, it could be just a snapshot, and that’s cool.

Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we could go back to the time of the old film cameras, when the shutter release button actually made a “snap” sound, but that time has come and gone and we just have to move on…

It could end

It could end in sorrow.
It could end in pain.
It could end tomorrow,
while sipping on champagne.
It could end in rest.
It could end in sleep.
It could end undressed,
while experiencing a dream.
It could end in cheer
It could end in bliss
It could end unclear,
If there’s anything I missed.
It could end in being.
It could end in knowing.
It could end seeing,
presence was all I needed.
-Geary LeBell

True Worth

A ring caught my eye
i didn’t walk by
looking so unique

One of a kind
In my mind
like some kind of freak

cast with 1000s more
pedaled like a whore
what is it that I seek?

the meaning within
seems pretty thin
it makes me weak

forget that ring
it won’t make you sing
i haven’t killed the mystique

the curled metal band
from the garage wasn’t planned
it is what you seek

the flowers made from screen
cannot be unseen
it is from where i speak

adjust your direction
said with nothing but affection
all is not oblique

true internal worth
you’ll have to unearth
your creation, no boutique.
-Geary LeBell

BowToTheNow Short Stories

What does it all mean? 442 posts later, I continue to string together words and photographs attempting to describe the indescribable.

The past couple years have been challenging, life changing, I feel like i’m finally emerging from the woods with a way to be and surprisingly, something to say.

So, here and there, I will choose a quote from BowToTheNow and create a short fictional story demonstrating its intended meaning and post it here, along with my other interests, i’m even working on a book… ya.. i know… crazy…

Here are a few quotes I’ve written that you may end up seeing on my blog in the near future.


Everyone’s talkin’ religion and spirituality and I’m over here like; hell yeah, I like the album cover too, but have you really listened to the music…

You don’t control the vibration of guitar strings by grabbing hold of them; you fine tune them at the source.

Furthermore, every interference from thought alters the raw vibrations; so? You wanna make music?

Said something, anything, it could’ve meant nothing, everything, to everyone, everywhere, or they simply don’t care to compare, then there’s the possibility of warfare, hoping instead, they’ll share in this affair.

Acceptance is the realization of “its” dissolution.

Visit BowToTheNow on Instagram to see them all.