“I believe that photography is not about creation—it’s a process to evoke memory; to refresh something that already exists in our minds; something that is growing weak and abstract and needs to find expression…”
~ Quentin Shih
There’s a pattern in my photography, one I have failed to see for so long, until this summer. Trying to figure out why certain subjects attract me, I took the past few months to just randomly shoot and discovered a connection to my past. Sometimes it’s not blatantly apparent but there’s a sense of time, of place…
in each image.
I recently came across an article, Frames of Mind: Photography, Memory and Identity by Patricia Marcella Anwandter, University of Pennsylvania. In it she writes –
As Pavel Buchler has commented in Ghost Stories “in every photograph we retain possession of what is no longer ours: not just a past but a certain place in history”. The creation and possession of a photograph highlights the very nature of that which can not be captured and owned. As we hold on to these precious artifacts of time, we are offered a comfort that that moment can be held on to, that that very instant in time could live on forever. Buchler describes the role of photographs as conceptual maps of the self. However, unlike maps, which are projections into the future, photographs offer the physical union through which the past and present intersect. As he explains, photographs “keep under constant tension the fragile links between the residue of lived moments and memory, between where we have been and who we are (what we are always becoming)”
At times I have thought about changing the tagline to this site –
“where are you going, where have you been?”
but now I see
it’s a perfect fit
To have a good day is more than I expect, sometimes.
But I did enjoy the one that started with my child asking,
while looking at the calendar, “Is today an odd or evil day?”
(you can’t be sure these days)
Humbled and grateful to have my work featured in the Summer 2017 edition of “Bella Grace Magazine”. A sweet start to the season.
spring finally arrived
and this happened
My work is featured in the summer issue of Artful Blogging Magazine. Whole lot of gratitude to Shawna Lemay for the writing prompt. Her blog is always so thought provoking. This beautiful publication, reads more like a book than a magazine and it’s chock full of wonderful inspiration. Happy to be in the company of such talented people. Kind of a dream come true.
speaking of inspiration and dreams
The lovely and amazing Kelly Ishmael turned me on to this gorgeous book – Floret Farm’s Cut Flower Garden by Erin Benzakein with Julie Chai. Photos by Michele M. Waite. All about growing, harvesting and arranging seasonal flowers. Wonderful information and the photos are to die for.
How sweet is this??
Even Mozart was impressed!
Chloe Lemay is an art student at Sheridan College, soon to be majoring in cartoon/animation. She did this adorable image of Mozart and I just love it! He will be appearing at the end of each blog post from now on. You may view more of Chloe’s wonderful, whimsical work HERE. Word is that she will be doing commissions this summer if anyone is interested.
I’ll leave you with these beautiful words found on Calm Things a while back.
Wishing you all good stuff!
“The Monk Manifesto: Seven Principles for Living with Deep Intention“ by Christine Valters Paintner.
The Monk Manifesto
- I commit to finding moments each day for silence and solitude, to make space for another voice to be heard, and to resist a culture of noise and constant stimulation.
- I commit to radical acts of hospitality by welcoming the stranger both without and within. I recognize that when I make space inside my heart for the unclaimed parts of myself, I cultivate compassion and the ability to accept those places in others.
- I commit to cultivating community by finding kindred spirits along the path, soul friends with whom I can share my deepest longings, and mentors who can offer guidance and wisdom for the journey.
- I commit to cultivating awareness of my kinship with creation and a healthy asceticism by discerning my use of energy and things, letting go of what does not help nature to flourish.
- I commit to bringing myself fully present to the work I do, whether paid or unpaid, holding a heart of gratitude for the ability to express my gifts in the world in meaningful ways.
- I commit to rhythms of rest and renewal through the regular practice of Sabbath and resist a culture of busyness that measures my worth by what I do.
- I commit to a lifetime of ongoing conversion and transformation, recognizing that I am always on a journey with both gifts and limitations.
“It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.”
~ Charles Dickens
I’m grateful for any sunshine these days…
extremely honored to have my work showcased HERE, along with a short interview. 121clicks has long been a source of inspiration to me.
Hope you’ll come visit.
Mozart is there too…he’s pretty chill about it
2017 started out with some changes, some new additions and some happy surprises
Our exhibit at The Bradley Estate turned out wonderfully
Met many talented, inspiring people
Loved the sharing of ideas
(a portion of the exhibit will remain on display until Valentine’s Day)
I was contacted by a magazine editor
my photos and a short article will be published
in their May issue
Will share more details soon.
And last but certainly not least
we adopted this sweet boy
(yes, he is a genius)
All was good
until it wasn’t
and the world began to crumble
you already know the story
so much so, I’ve had to distance myself from social media in order to retain some sense of sanity. I’ve never been comfortable sharing personal issues, religion or politics online, it has mainly been a platform to share photography and friendship.
I don’t live in a bubble. I read, I watch the news shows, I have lengthy discussions with my close friends and family members in the “real world”
And when I’m done with all of that, I go out with my camera. I climb on my raft..
“Art has always been the raft onto which we climb to save our sanity. I don’t see a different purpose for it now.”
― Dorothea Tanning
I float, if only for a few moments.