The last few years, I’ve been pretty heavy in artistic elements when it comes to my photography. When my family took a long walk this weekend, I wanted to do more of a documentary style. Meaning, shooting so that things look a bit more like what you would see ( with the exception of that black and white above, unless you see in black and white) on the street, looking around. So, these images might feel a bit boring, but I like ‘em.
your mind, ready
“What is one to do with such moments, such memories, but cherish them? Who knows what is beyond the known? And if you think that any day the secret of light might come, would you not keep the house of your mind ready? Would you not cleanse your study of all that is cheap, or trivial? Would you not live in continual hope, and pleasure, and excitement?”
― Mary Oliver, Winter Hours
Full
Feeling sentimental for the mountains this Monday, in the United States. No reason, just a place to land.
It’s Inauguration Day and Martin Luther King Jr Day. Many things for many people, all at once. Isn’t this the way life is, the ugly/beauty of fullness, both/and? I’m not too worried or caught up in what may or may not happen in the next four years. There are going to be so many distractions. Some of them well meaning others most definitely not. Both, keeping us from being effective in our discourse with each other..
The biggest thing any of us can hold to is this—that many people in the US are struggling, that kindness and conversation are key, and that this too will pass, just like it has before. Acknowledge change and hope simultaneously. Easy peasy, right? I wish. But when we’re at the bottom of a big bucket of feelings, we should seek out logic, seek out information. And, let’s remember these well known words:
“Let no man pull you so low as to hate him.”
― Martin Luther King Jr
🕸️
Webs on a trail in Washington State
in memory
Don’t lose it. This feeling. This enchantment of the heart.
In honor of the weird, original, and legendary David Lynch, who passed this week.
Be in Peace.
Quiet & Alive
I’m learning something about the trees in January,
So quiet, yet so alive.
a million tiny movements, imperceptible but important.
Acceptance in all stages,
Purpose, no matter how small.
partner, confidant, friend
We act in our own best interests when we…let them guide us, because in the eyes of those reflective, open hearted creatures, we can never be too joyful, too beautiful, too free.
-Linda Kohanov
Sessions like this are at the heart of why I love photography. Connection, nature, camaraderie, and golden light. All of it good for the soul of both the photographer and the subject, no matter what either is going through. Beyond grateful to have spent this evening with these two.
quest
Yellow & Blue
and misty days till 2…
Is there a living in art?
together
what is forward? who knows! there is only forward, and together
Putting It Out There
I don’t know why it feels so scary sometimes,
to have an opinion, creation, thought,
shared.
Not knowing what will happen
to that opinion, creation, thought,
once it leaves your body.
Who will use it and how,
or will it even be given the most precious thing,
external attention.
Self awareness is awareness of the finite,
a call to opinion, creation, and thought.
And maybe that awareness calls for acceptance and courage,
if any opinion, creation, or thought
is to become something more than fears and reasons to stay hidden and finite.
🖤
Completely distracted today by the news coming out of LA, with so many acres burning around the city. Be safe friends, hearts are going out to you.
illusionary
Feels like you’ve been here before,
illusionary doors,
unsettled stagnant scores.
the gateway
the feeling that you might end up somewhere else entirely,
depending on where you step,
to veer off trail is to find yourself losing yourself,
which, depending on who you ask,
can be lovely
or alarming.
