INDULGE AND INDULGENCES – Marilyn Armstrong

Fandango’s Indulge & Indulgences


Oh, what a difference there is between these two similar words. You’d think “indulgences” would be the plural of “indulge” — except it isn’t. To indulge is to allow yourself or someone else to eat or have or use something special. Chocolate. Rare wine. Fancy clothing.

Indulgence is what you paid the medieval church to “pay off” one or more of your sins. It was a major issue in Luther’s 95 Theses:

“Analysis Of Martin Luther 95 Theses

The message of 95 Theses gave the summary and expressed the feelings of many of his peers already had about the corruption of Christ’s teachings. Luther illustrated the spiritual, material, and psychological truths behind abuses in the practice of buying and selling indulgences.”

It’s easy to see how the one word could morph into another, although I think it’s possible that it went in the other direction, that “indulgences” came first and “indulge” was a less charged version of the original term.

I indulge in cameras, computers, lenses and all the software that goes with the cameras and lenses and pictures. I originally “arting” as a painter. With oil paint. Probably because my mother worked with oils and I had spent a lot of years watching her work, so I had a few clues about how to use them.

I was not a great painter, but for some obscure reason, people really liked the pieces and one day, when I had stopped painting because I’d just had a baby and I couldn’t leave the easel standing because toddlers and easels are not a good mix. There were also dogs and cats and they were very good at tipping the easel over. Oil paint doesn’t come out of rugs or at least I never figured out high. Acrylics were just coming out, but they dried too fast for me. I needed time to go back and mess with an image.

That was when I realized that I didn’t own a single picture I’d painted. I had sold them. I tried to buy a couple back, but no one would sell me one. I doubt any of them still exist, either. I really didn’t know how to stretch a canvas properly, so I’m pretty sure the pictures all disintegrated through the past 50 years. Serves them right. I would have thought ONE person would have sold me ONE picture. Sheesh.

I never went back to painting because by then I had discovered photography. I loved photography and got pretty good at it almost immediately. Of course, cameras were so much simpler back in the 1960s. Film speed, shutter speed, Lens opening size (f-stop), focus. The rest was art.

Most cameras didn’t even have built-in light meters. I got really good at looking at the light and gauging how to set the camera. I couldn’t do that anymore. I’ve become so dependent on autofocus and electronic gauges, I’ve lost those instincts.

If I’m going to indulge in anything other than photographic stuff, it’ll be socks. I love socks. My feet have been cold since childhood and I’m so enjoying the pleasure of well-fitted wool socks.

Once upon a time, to indulge had a lot to do with horses, but my spine said no. You just can’t argue with your spine. You can try, but you never get the answers you are looking for. Mostly, you get pain and silence.

10 thoughts on “INDULGE AND INDULGENCES – Marilyn Armstrong

  1. First off, I love those socks! I learned to knit siwash sweaters when I was a kid so have knit all kinds of different items from blankets to you name it but the one thing I couldn’t get the hang of was knitting socks or gloves. Mittens and slippers, yes so I enjoy sox. lol

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  2. Interesting back story on the word “indulgence.” I never knew that.

    By the way, on a totally unrelated note, something strange happens when I read your posts on my iPhone. Your pictures show up as blank spaces. But if I disconnect my iPhone from my WiFi and use my cell service and reload your post, they do show up. This seems to happen only on your blog. And I have no clue why that is.

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    • All kinds of weird stuff is going on with WordPress. I think it’s because they never fully repair one problem before they download more software. I’ve given up complaining unless I REALLY can’t work at all. Other people photos disappear too. Various individuals all over the country and the world. No one area specifically, Sometimes I have to click on the blank and it comes back. Sometimes I have to reload the page. Sometimes I have to close down and restart Chrome. It’s them. And there’s not much I can do about it. I wish there was!

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