© 2007 Hayley Murphy
Tuesday night I did a photo shoot with daydreamer, awesome photographer, fellow caver and new friend Hayley Murphy. She’s doing a series of photographs of people at work, daydreaming about being being someplace else or someone else.
I can relate to that. When I’m at work, I’d rather be making bagels, drawing with pastels, playing ghaita in the park, riding my bike, hanging out with friends far from home, playing Kuhhandel, camping on an old farm field, climbing a mountain, reading a Hesse novel, printmaking, trying some new soup recipe, watching Charlie Kaufman movies, listening to James Brown, playing hooky to go to a museum, drinking Boddingtons, building a fire, looking at the stars, playing with my cat, sitting at a cafe sketching and listening to a couple converse in a language I don’t know, eating fried plantains at Handlebar, or wedged into the rocks by Lee Street beach, looking out at the hazy land mass on the horizon and listening to the water eddy into a torn and faded can of Tab.
But Hayley had all the shots worked out in advance, and in the frame of her mind, this office guy always dreams of being a luchador. And after all, isn’t it a treat sometimes to abandon the attachments to your own goals and be thrust into somebody else’s dreams? Thanks for that.
