Why a Hobby?

A hobby is defined as something done in one’s leisure time, for the sheer pleasure of it.  We all have a few.  Some are solitary hobbies, some are done with others, some are a combination of both.

In today’s tougher economic times, it seems to me that hobbies become ever more important, to keep the world balanced, to keep ourselves balanced.  Those of us with jobs are often very worried if they will last.  Those without jobs are stressed out about no work, and frequently bored, depressed, and feeling helpless, as if there is not any value on our ability to produce.

Hopefully I’ll stay employed, and hopefully so will my husband.  Unfortunately, hobbies do require a bit of money – some more than others – but do we really need to spend a lot to do what we enjoy?  For example, I enjoy being outdoors, but anywhere I want to go hike is easily a minimum of a mile away.  That means walk there, and then walk more, or ride a bike or pop into the car.  However, the bike I have, so the ride is free.  Good enough.  My husband brews beer.  That needs some ingredients, but the cost can be quite reasonable, but the closest place to drive to buy ingredients is about 30 miles away.  Mail order can be done, but there are shipping costs and wait times – gas vs postage?  I like knitting . . . well, I have a huge stash of needles and yarn, so no new costs there.  The same with photography, and painting – I have my supplies.

For me, and for my husband, and I expect for many people, a constructive hobby, in the sense of making something, is a special and individual experience.  The challenge of technique and the expansion of one’s knowledge is part of the process, but there is no work involved in the sense of drudgery, but work in the doing of it.  A hobby that is physical is also special and individual, but involves something perhaps less tangible as it involves the bodily experience – seeing, doing, smelling, moving, thinking, going.  Hiking, mountain climbing, running, weightlifting are a few examples, but any sport provides the same kind of challenge.  And, I expect there are a lot of hobbies which I have not even considered here.

Why these thoughts?   Quite simple:  I looked at the pile of stuff on the bed in the studio, and realized that the backlighting through window created a strongly contrasting image.  In my photo group, we are working with making something visible against a strong backlight, such as a person against the sunset.  Here was an opportunity presenting itself for study, and in a few minutes I had the camera out to shoot.  Handholding the camera was impossible – time for a good exposure was too long.  Mounting the camera on the tripod solved the motion problem.  Pictures without flash, pictures with fill flash.  And here is an assignment completed as I learn about a new-to-me hobby.

For me, a hobby is an opportunity to both learn and do.  Photography is an art, and that is what I want it to be.  There is a steep learning curve, but as with any art, understanding the tools of the art and synthesizing the knowledge of the tools creates the vehicle to the creation of art.  For me, it is intellectual, spiritual, and physical satisfaction.  I think, I value, I interpret, I create, I modify, I produce.  There is satisfaction on many levels – for me, the biggest is usually a visual result.

Ultimately hobbies are personal, a way to reach in and remember who we are, tiny speck we may be in the big picture.  They bring us in touch with our soul and allow us to reach outside ourselves as well.  We grow and share and continue on despite whatever else may be in our way.

Indian Creek

About a mile or so from where I live is some truly beautiful country, set aside by the city where I live as open land.  Deer, raptors, bunnies, snakes, raccoon, plants, oaks, thistle, cactus, sage all hang out together.  So do the suburbanites.  Other open spaces are found throughout, and the vary in size from small local parks, such as mine, which has a creek running through it, to areas of several hundred acres.

This morning I just had to get out, so off I went, and took a trail I had not taken before.  Moving along at a snail’s pace, there was a lot to see.  And be passed up by!  Cross-country runners, dog walkers, and just people out for a stroll.  Having a camera slung over one’s shoulder gives one a bit of grace – I’m not just another geriatric plodding along, but I have an excuse to dodder, as I have my camera.

Ok, given that, the fact is I don’t trust my ankles not to give way, and in areas where one is wandering alone, caution prevails.  This, though, doesn’t mean I don’t challenge myself, but it does mean I am careful, and in being careful, take the time to simply look.  And think . . . about composition, about exposure, about depth of field.  I also heard the birds, the rushing of the stream, and the plash of water over rocks.  Lizards scurried away, and butterflies flitted about.

A dreamy way to pass a morning on the first day of October.

Oh, yawn . . .

I have really not been interested in looking at computers, being indoors, thinking, or writing.  The end of summer and beginning of autumn always puts me in a restless, unfocused mood.  Not a bad thing, if I just let it happen.  It’s a hibernation of sorts.  Then, life gets interesting again.

School was closed today, so I decided that as I have a birthday coming up, it was time to take the drive to downtown L.A., into the heart of Hollywood and environs, to venture to Calumet Photography for some lighting equipment.  The Nikon Hit Man came along.  We spent some money – but not a lot because we bought the Calumet brand – and came away with some very solid stuff for very little.  I had wonderful help from a beautiful, friendly woman, and she really made a confusing experience (for someone who has never bought this stuff) a pleasant and educational experience.

Here are the pictures I took after setting it all up in the living room.  Take a look – me, I’m going outside to read, and maybe take a nap!

Contrast

By definition, contrast is (to put it very simply) to be different especially in a way that is very obvious. It also means the differences of light and dark in adjacent areas, as well as in personality, experience, taste, and other areas. Contrast is not always obvious, but subtle and delicate, something for which you must search.

As we move into autumn, the seasonal contrasts become marked with a shift in the lighting, the later sunrises and earlier sunsets, and the cooling of the nights.  In California it is far more subtle than what I recall from my childhood time in the midwest and New England.

These little changes make me so restless.  While flocks of Canadian geese do not fly overhead here, adding to the melancholy of dying summer, the cooler weather, the desire to be outdoors to play, and be indoors to read or knit, make going to work not something I want to do!  I’d rather see what is going on outside!

Lemon Shortbread Cookies

Where I live, people give me lemons.  Lots of them.  I use them in cooking, in my drinking water, and wherever else they might be needed!  Right now I have about 40 sitting around, so yesterday I put them to work.  Here is the result . . .

Lemon Shortbread Cookies
2 1/4 c. white flour
1/4 c. cornstarch
pinch of salt
1/2 c. sugar
2 sticks unsalted butter, softened
1 T. finely grated lemon zest

Preheat oven to 300 F for a glass pan and / or a convection oven, or 325 F for a metal pan, not using convection. Place rack for cookies in lower third of oven.

Pan size: 8×12 pan, or use a 9×13 pan, and don’t spread the dough all the way to the edge of the 9×13 pan’s short side.

Whisk together cornstarch and flour in a bowl. Set aside. In another bowl, beat together the softened butter and sugar until light and creamy. Add the flour-cornstarch mixture and beat in until crumbly. Knead by hand to mix the dough until it is smooth and pliable in the bowl, about two minutes.

Using the butter wrappers, or other fat, lightly grease cookie pan. Pat (I mash!) the cookie dough into the pan. Prick the cookie dough with a fork. If you are feeling creative, you can also use a cookie sheet and parchment paper, and shape the dough into circles. You can also use pie pans for circular cookies. Just be sure, no matter what you use to bake your cookies in, to prick the dough with a fork in several places.

Bake the cookies for 30 minutes, more or less, depending on the size of pan used, and thickness of cookies.

Note
In my opinion, this is the best shortbread cookie recipe, and can be used as the basis for any shortbread you might desire. I’ve added chopped candied ginger, and espresso powder and chocolate chips, just to give you a few ideas. The cookies are light and tender, but very rich. Perfect with ice cream or coffee. We like them for breakfast, too, but shhhh! Don’t tell!