Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Fleeting Moments

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“The future you have, tomorrow, won't be the same future you had, yesterday.” 

I have recently been contemplating the fact that "this moment will never happen again" - every instant, every word, every action will never be repeated again. You can repeat the same things over and over, though they will never be in that same moment in time. 

I can look toward the future, I can imagine it, but I can not see it.  All of the moments of the past are not as I often believe they are, they are hazy and dreamy at their edge, and only semi-clear at their core. 

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Nourishment

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"The human soul needs beauty more than bread"
                                                                         ~ D.H. Lawrence

Guess who has been painting? ME!!  Finally.  I am working on a "project" with my friend, Nancy. Each of us is working on three aspects of a word.  It is very much in progress at this point, but I am extremely happy to be painting again, and satisfied where this is going.  

Saturday, July 21, 2012

Double Vision

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I have not spent much time with my DSLR this summer, just needed a break.  Most of my summer moments have been captured with my phone, which seems some how fleetingly appropriate for this time of year. 

There has been some fuss about the use of phone photography recently, and applications like Instagram.  But, when you think about it, most of these apps. recreate the look of the toy cameras of the past, and really, isn't the phone camera just a modern version of a toy camera?  So where is the issue?

That being said, I have taken the Holga and the Polaroid out for a spin a couple of times this summer.  My newest photography obsession has become the double exposure, and yes, there are iPhone apps. especially for that (as seen above)!


Tuesday, July 17, 2012

"it looks like we have the whole world in front of us"

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It's been a long hot summer, and another long absence. I had planned to explain all of the things that have been floating around in my head and my heart, however, I'm not sure I'm prepared to slip past the buoy, just yet. 


Sunday, May 6, 2012

Wishes Are Free

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and abundant.

I Wish:
*people I love were always aware of it
*people didn't have to leave, by choice or otherwise
*people didn't have to hurt or suffer
*we could always be honest without hurting others 
*love were easy and hate were difficult
*dreams were easier to remember
*I had said...

Saturday, May 5, 2012

A Mantra For May

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It's been a while since I've been here (again), and it has been a while since I have connected to the world around me.  The past few months have found me in some sort of combination of paying attention, while somehow being completely detached.  
I haven't run in a year, exactly.  Last year I worked extremely hard to work my way up to running three miles, starting with walk/run intervals, gradually increasing the run portion.  Eventually the running decreased and the walking ended altogether.  
Recently I made the decision to begin walking again, once May arrived. Sunday I headed off to the beautiful preserve that is nestled in my neighborhood. I listened to music, observed the beauty around me, took photos and walked. Running may come again in time, but if not, I'm okay with that. What I found that I needed as much as physical exercise, was some sort of reconnection, I needed to not only get outside, but I needed to get outside of my head. 
Last Friday after class I found this advice of the day written on the board in my room:
"Ask yourself if it is worth the time/thought/energy, and if not, get the hell over it".
Blunt and to the point.  I have no idea exactly who this advice was directed at, but I have to wonder if she had any idea how much I needed it.  
"get the hell over it"...walk..."get the hell over it"....walk..."get the hell over it...walk...get the hell over it...breathe