Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Just me... the middle of a bridge...

Went to the gallery meeting tonight. It's such an awesome opportunity to be part of this venture. Awesome...and yet intimidating. I know SO little (by comparison...and yeah, I know better than to compare...but still).

So much to much to do...I guess it's about time...

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Before the rain stops we hear a bird.

"We must have beginner's mind, free from possessing anything, a mind that knows everything is in flowing change. Nothing exists but momentarily in its present form and color. One thing flows into another and cannot be grasped. Before the rain stops we hear a bird. Even under the heavy snow we see snowdrops and some new growth. In the East I saw rhubarb already. In Japan in the spring we eat cucumbers."

-Shunryu Suzuki, Zen Mind, Beginner's Mind

Just watching my children grow, the seasons pass, exemplifies this quote for me...

As I was doing some aikido stretches yesterday, I reflected on my own journey, my changes over the past year or so. Certainly, in most ways I am the same person, with the same idiosyncrasies and ways of operating. However, there has also been a quietly profound shifting of my awareness and my desires. Along with this shift, has come a defining of priorities. An ability to step off the merry go round, at least from time to time, has developed as well...and it feels very good.

Nothing is perfect, neither the world nor myself...and never will be. The craziness of life still comes and goes. But, thankfully, the moments of calm allowance and abiding make themselves known more often.

Monday, August 28, 2006

A return to... getting up before light...

Sunday, August 27, 2006


...of the artist, in search of herself...

Gilman Holgas...

Friday, August 25, 2006

Gallery sitting...

Not much to was a pleasant time...good conversation with another artist sharing the sitting time...

More going on...just life...sometimes I wish I was a better writer, better able to put things done meaningfully in words. But right now...I'm just too tired...

Thursday, August 24, 2006

Learning to see...

Darkness and light...

Without one, the other seems to lose its significance...

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

A computer of my own...

I received shipment of my new MacBook yesterday. My first, very own computer. I won't have to feel guilty when my poor son is patiently waiting to do his homework...or download music...or he has the G4 all to himself. Not that I minded sharing...I just tend to get wrapped up in, well, mostly photo related work.'s's's cute...and I'm on it!

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Simple things...

I hadn't intended on shooting anything digital this morning. My thought was to head directly down to the darkroom after a simple breakfast. The light, however, was quite beautiful after the morning overcast and I couldn't help but become engaged with the still life before me.

Monday, August 21, 2006


Waiting for fall...

Some random leaves on the red maples out front have started to turn. The first signs of fall are making their way into my consciousness. A season of warmth and comfort to me, it can't arrive soon enough this year.

This summer has been a very strange mix of brilliant potential popping through the surface, and intense heartache and confusion. A combination of circumstances within and without have left me in a state that varies between numbness and emotional eruptions. I'm not saying it's bad, because I'm aware that growth and change are most often accompanied by upheaval of one sort or another, either as the catalyst or result of internal goings on. can be a very lonely place at times.

Movement part 2...


A question was posed to our sensei's sensei this weekend, after our Saturday morning practice in the park. The question wasn't so important, as the answer. The question was about making specific mistakes...the answer was much more broad. What sensei said, was that as long a one keeps moving, there are no mistakes. A mistake indicates an ending to something, whereas since the Universe is always in motion, theoretically there ARE no anything. Even though someone might find themself in a situation gone in an unexpected or undesireable direction, if sensitivity to the energy and movement continue, there is always a way to move through.

Friday, August 18, 2006


...doubts, uncertainties, are running through my mind today. It's hard to break free of the grip they seem to have on me. I try to remind myself it's all part of the process (this one big process called life, I guess!)...and that, yes it's true, this too will pass.

Monday, August 14, 2006


More and more I have come to admire resilience.
Not the simple resistance of a pillow, whose foam
returns over and over to the same shape, but the sinuous
tenacity of a tree: finding the light newly blocked on one side,
it turns in another. A blind intelligence, true.
But out of such persistence arose turtles, rivers,
mitochondria, figs - all this resinuous, unretractable earth.

Jane Hirshfield

Wednesday, August 09, 2006

On the Beach

Uncountable tiny pebbles
of many colors.

Broken seashells mixed in with whole ones.

Sand dollars, shattered and whole,
the half-gone wing of a gull.

Changed glass
that is like the heart after much pain.
The empty shell of a crab.

A child moves alone in the grey
that is half fog, half wind-blown ocean.

She lifts one pebble, another,
into her pocket.
From time to time takes them out again and looks.

These few and only these. How many? Why?

The waves continue their work of breaking
then rounding the edges.

I would speak to her if I could,
but across the distance, what would she hear?
Ocean and ocean. Cry of a fish.

Walk slowly now, small soul, by the edge
of the water. Choose carefully
all you are going to lose, though any of it would do.

- Jane Hirshfield -

Canine bliss...

Tuesday, August 08, 2006


When the conditions are *just* right...some phenomenal images can be acquired from the Holga.