Posts Tagged ‘quotes’

born into color

August 11, 2010
chakras

graphite pencil and watercolor on arches hot press paper; birthday gift for my dear friend

 
 

Quietness

Inside this new love, die.
Your way begins on the other side.
Become the sky.
Take an axe to the prison wall.
Escape.
Walk out like someone suddenly born into color.
Do it now.
You’re covered with thick cloud.
Slide out the side. Die,
and be quiet. Quietness is the surest sign
that you’ve died.
Your old life was a frantic running
from silence.

The speechless full moon
comes out now.

(Rumi, trans. Coleman Barks)

tweeting and driving

July 6, 2010
All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware. (Martin Buber)
dimples, holga, tri-x, kettle moraine

dimples, holga, tri-x, kettle moraine

someone once said that the definition of insanity is taking four children on a cross-country road trip.  i think maybe that someone was me, precisely one year ago, when we did such a thing.  but then i forgot, because now we are doing it again.  this one will be shorter than last year’s trip, only 22 hours of driving each way.  last year i spent the entire time in the passenger seat puting newborn dreadlocks into my hair.  this year, i plan to spend the entire time tweeting.  so, follow me through the thrills of iowa and nebraska, through the joys of altitude sickness in colorado.  it’ll be fun.  i promise.  if i can figure it out, i’ll upload an occasional shot of my journals (watercolor, ink, writing, i’m feeling ambitious).  we leave tomorrow morning.  i wonder if i should consider packing?

live with ur <3

June 27, 2010

 No one else but you can make your marks.  Listen to your bones.  Speak with your spirit.  Edit with your head.  Live with your heart.  (Susan Holland)

brooke

Someone asked, and I said “yes.”  And then I remembered how much I love to photograph seniors.

So, who else wants to do some senior portraits this summer?  Call me.  Or, wait.  What do the kids say these days?  Something about digits?

No, no.  This is it:  txt me.  262.818.6097

c u l8r

cheers

June 18, 2010

 

dimples, holga
dimples, holga

Sweet Darkness

You must learn one thing.

The world was made to be free in.

Give up all the other worlds except

the one to which you belong.

Sometimes it takes darkness and the

sweet confinement of your aloneness

to learn

anything or anyone

that does not bring you alive

is too small for you.

—David Whyte

Cheers!  to the weekend, and to living, as opposed to existing.  And one more toast to those who know the difference.

mosaic

June 16, 2010

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This is worth pondering. Does nature in her wisdom intentionally produce nonconformists, or find a use for them, enlisting their disparate talents in her service. Is there a place for everybody, a reason for everything, and we fail to understand some underlying cosmic logic?

Do acts that appear the most senseless to us have a rationale that we fail to appreciate? Are what we consider errors and mistakes really part of the grand design? How encompassing and integrated is the mosaic of life? Just how big and complex is this world that we define so freely and understand so poorly?

The Queen Must Die, And Other Affairs of Bees and Man – William Longgood

(thanks for the words, Lisa, and for the model, Julie!)

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oh. hi there.

May 23, 2010
You see, I want a lot
Maybe I want it all;
The darkness of each endless fall,
The shimmering light of each ascent.
 
Rainer Maria Rilke, from Rilke’s Book of Hours
tri-x in mamiya c330 tlr, shortcake, november

tri-x in mamiya c330 tlr, shortcake, november

 Oh.  Hi there.  I was going to say, “Yikes.  A week without blogging.  I was just a little busy—falling.  Did i miss anything while i was away?” 

But I already know the answer:  I didn’t miss one thing.

what he said.

May 13, 2010
shortcake + black marker lipstick.  (i don't even wear lipstick.  where did this compulsion come from?)  digital (d200).

shortcake + black marker lipstick. (i don't even wear lipstick. where did this compulsion come from?) digital (d200).

 

 

 

 

  
 . . . it is a good thing, if you possess great talent, to give, early in your youth, a very hard kick to the right shin of the society that you love. After that, be a snob.
-Salvador Dali

ride for hope

May 10, 2010
 
film image by Kennedy Tracy, age 14
film image by Kennedy Tracy, childhood cancer survivor, age 14

Our niece Kennedy was diagnosed with Leukemia when she was a year and a half old.  I remember her little body covered in wires and tubes, with sunken eyes and yellow skin and thinning hair, sitting in the hospital bed that looked like a cage.  Now that I am a mother, it is almost unfathomable to remember what she and her family endured during that time of tests, treatments, symptoms, and side effects.

BUT!  SHE!  SURVIVED!

Kennedy is now fourteen years old, healthy, and so very talented.  Her stage voice blows me away—look out, Broadway!  And her other artistic talents are budding, as well (obviously, see that photo!?!).  

I’m going to confess to you that I am a bit of an asshole, because surely you were not aware of that already.  And I’m sure I will offend most of you, but here it is:  . . . I don’t really dig the whole volunteering thing.  It seems relatively empty and self-servicing to me (or, that has been my experience).  Generally, I think that if you are going to be of true service to the world, it is best all around to do your thing, or to get busy searching for said thing.  People can run races for a cause or stand in protest for a cause or “help out” at whatever organization they think will be the most self-glorifying.  But those who actually make the big differences in the world are the ones who have the creative and scientific vision, as well as the courage to implement their genius.  (See?  Asshole.  Yeah, I know.)

Kennedy and her pennies, 1997

At the same time, regarding Kennedy specifically, I think of the penny drives that were run, “Coins for Kennedy.”  Yes, so there are little somethings we can do.  I don’t think that doing the little things lets us off of the hook from being authentically fabulous, but I do think of this Helen Keller quote:  “I am only one, but still I am one. I cannot do everything, but still I can do something; . . . I will not refuse to do something that I can do.“  I can ride a bike, at least, in hopes that the money raised from this event will help one of those scientific geniuses do their thing.  (Also because it’s a really fun event with free frappuccinos.)  And you could donate, in Kennedy’s honor.  Or join me!  But then get back to work on that thing of yours.

 

This is Kennedy now:TAF_2365x

immeasurable

April 21, 2010

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 If you will stay close to nature, to its simplicity, to the small things hardly noticeable, those things can unexpectedly become great and immeasurable. 

-Rainer Maria Rilke, from Letters to a Young Poet

 

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Lessons from nature are unnerving and perplexing.  There is a river, and I’m sitting beside it.  My feet are wet, but the current is strong.  I sort of want to jump in.  But . . .

in which i say the P word

April 15, 2010
I am giddy, expectation whirls me round.

The imaginary relish is so sweet

That it enchants my sense.

 
William Shakespeare
holga on the then-snowy shores of lk michigan.  right image with fisheye.

holga on the then-snowy shores of lk michigan. right image with fisheye. completely irrelevant to the post.

 The P word.

(No, not that, you dirty thing, you.)

And, no!  not pregnant, godsaveusfromoverpopulation.

P…

Puh…

Pub….

PUBLISHED!!!

I think I’m actually supposed to act cool about this.  Like, oh, ho-hum.  I am so very important and oh, by the way, I almost forgot about this other thing I’m published in . . .

Except I’m not a good faker.  And I’ve never actually been PUBLISHED before.  And so, I’m not acting very cool about it at all.  I mean,check out some of the other riduculously fabulous bloggers who have been featured in this magazine!  I think you’ll agree with me: my freakout is valid.

The Summer 2010 issue of Artful Blogging is available on May 1st online or in bookstores like Barnes and Noble.  (Barnes and swearing effing cussing Noble!)  This issue is bright orange; you can’t miss it.  And when you’re finished with pages 68-73 (that’s six pages of my stuff, woot), thumb through the pages of good company my words and pictures are keeping.  Here are a few from this issue that I checked out:

http://emmallamb.blogspot.com/  (crochet flowers!  it’s fate!)

http://swirlygirl.typepad.com/  (the illustrious Christine Mason Miller.)

http://lavenderlimes.blogspot.com/  (visual feast and now i’m off to make some dal or maybe move to India.)

http://www.mocking-bird.org/blog/  (can it be?  a fellow film-shooter I didn’t know about?)

http://shonastudio.blogspot.com/  (has more kids than me and is well-acquainted with the P word.)

This could get addictive, being PUBLISHED.  pub.  (the fuck)  lished.  baby.

However shall I celebrate?