An evening walk with Jared. Another choice. Hide away in the office, tapping away, writing, looking at my photographs. Went for a walk together instead. Purposely choosing to not discuss planning, the business… it was a pleasant walk. This is what I saw and chose to photograph.
My lens arrived. My new 35mm lens. It took me several days before I had time to open the box. I even spent time with my camera manual. I am pleased that I am now using the manual focus, as the auto focus options are beyond my scope of understanding.
Triptych, June 28, 2019.
After sunset is when I am drawn to photograph. Twilight, we call it glow time. It makes everything look nice.
I like this spot.
mythological creation story.
shape in a mirror.
resurrect a dispassionate scene.
long wish wait.
In the valley below
A distant ridge
casts a shadow.
Sometime soon, if we get to it, we will mow the meadow. That’s how a meadow stays a meadow in here. The black cap raspberry, tulip tree, and box elder would rather it otherwise. Instead, they meet the cutting blade, put down deeper roots, send up a new stem, and greet the spring. They greet the spring no matter what. Do they long for anything? Do they wish? Do they await the death of the cutting blade so they can arise?
Saturday. Went to see art with a friend. Talked art making and music making with that friend. We both have children and we covered that topic, too. But, we really talked about making work more than our children. At least it feels that way. Just talking a bit about making work feels big.Read More
A sketch. A beginning.
My head bounced against those low, pitched beams. My skirt became dusty. Dust shows on black. Very well. Plastic tubs, cardboard boxes none look pretty in a photograph. Climbing over items after setting the camera’s self-timer. Tidying the attic is necessary to move ahead.
I read meaning, distraction, attention. Every wrinkle, fold, bulge. Each have meaning. The length of stay in a drawer. How the sheets were drawn across the bed. The age of a hand.