Yes, it’s been a while…and so nice to be back and sharing with you again.
Some have been following me on Instagram and Facebook, but if you’ve been away too…welcome back! I’m glad you’re here.
This summer I was immersed in many beautiful places – living and working, exploring, creating, meeting new people, reconnecting with those I’ve loved for years. And enjoying the usual unexpected adventures, of course!
St. Petersburg, FL and Taos, NM were my main homes; Durham, NC, Houston, TX and New York, NY (with stops along the way, yes, I was driving!) added spice.
And now, as I write this, I’m back for my fifth winter in beautiful Cape Cod (Eastham), Massachusetts. It’s nice to settle in…
Soon you’ll see my new website, with more inspiration, beauty and experiences for you…the culmination of thoughts and dreams from a summer on the road.
But today, I send you greetings from the heart.
May you take some time to breathe, rest, enjoy the beauty that surrounds you.
I’m holding the glory of love for you…May you receive it.
The
Difference
Between a good artist
And a great one
Is:
The novice
Will often lay down her tool
or brush
Then pick up an invisible club
On the mind’s table
And helplessly smash the easels and
Jade.
Whereas the vintage man
No longer hurts himself or anyone
And keeps on
Sculpting
Light.
*****
Photographer’s Note:
I have always loved this poem by Hafiz and its layered meanings.
The idea of an artist not giving up, quietly continuing to create, making images of beauty, even when an original project does not come out as anticipated. Always drawing from the depths of Soul, seeing and sculpting the light.
And in our lives – an encouragement for keeping on, through loss, change, the unknown. A reminder of the Light still alive within, more miracles of life yet ahead to be created.
In happy times, and those of sorrow – May you always see and sculpt the Light.
Driving from Houston to New Mexico last week, I asked Google to give me a new route from Amarillo to Taos. The route turned out to be nearly 4 hours of wide open grasslands and desert – a random truck 2 hours in – one town of 145 people to pass through – no cell connection – total silence except for the wind when I got out of the car to make photographs.
Meditative. Awe inspiring. A little scary if I allowed myself the “I’m all alone out here and what if something (bad) happens?” game. A perfect way to see where my mind goes when it has nothing to distract.
I enjoyed being in the moment, breathing, allowing the beauty of my surroundings, relaxing into the pleasure of experiencing something new, unknown, unplanned.
The timelessness of forward motion holding the very real experience that, in this very moment, all is perfect.