out and about with my nikon these days when it is cool enough to step outside. i'm hoping to get back into a routine of taking photos every day. i do so enjoy capturing the play of light and shadow.
Sunday, July 22, 2012
summer love
out and about with my nikon these days when it is cool enough to step outside. i'm hoping to get back into a routine of taking photos every day. i do so enjoy capturing the play of light and shadow.
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
fleeting
some of the best things in life are fleeting. sweet, warm babes too quickly grow. a snowflake perfect in symmetry and icy wonder quickly melts. juicy red raspberries fall from the vine initiating the year-long wait for more. the heady aroma of succulent lilly-of-the-valley fades as summer blooms.
perhaps these things are most special because they are fleeting. it truly is the small things in life that keep me inspired and engaged.
may day
may day
not just any day
a fairly fair weather day
a day to play
dance and sway
partake in a lil croquet
a wanna stay day
don't go away day
may day
Friday, April 20, 2012
7 am dandelions
she slowly walked thru the sea of dead head dandelions silently standing sentinel, reverently paying homage to the glory of the rising sun. floating puffs marked her passage as birds sang their welcome.
she liked this time of morning -- brimming with quiet, quivering with possibility. she breathed in this day, this moment, embracing the one chance to live it fully. in the distance she saw a lone deer gazing at her, ready to take flight if needed. she sent the doe a silent message of reassurance: we are one with nature this lovely morning. no need to fear or stop your quiet sojourn. she followed her sweet dogs into the old bean field wondering what identity the field would take on this year. stopping to watch a few big black birds swooping in the sky, she released her heart to soar along with them. as much as she loved her alone time, she knew her heart was lonely. smiling, she realized that in the field of dandelions she was the one standing alone. the one trying to be brave in her quest for recovery. the one still questioning her place in the world. the one still harboring so much hope in her soul.
Thursday, April 12, 2012
before you
before you
i was floating free
untethered
ethereal
a slumbering soul
waiting to be born
before you
life was dull
a listless gray
misty morn
waiting for sunshine
longing for joy
your first tentative approach
awakened my spirit
to all the joy
inherent in our
deep abiding
destined relationship
slowly i emerged from my shell
facing the first rays of light
with hope in my heart
and all my potential
came to life right
before you
i'm participating in magpie tales again after a looong absence. i've missed writing and am glad to be challenging myself again. click here to read more of the original poems and stories based on the above image.
Saturday, January 28, 2012
subway art
i've been playing around on pinterest alot lately and one of the things i've been most attracted to is the abundance of subway-inspired art. so late at night when i'm bored and feeling a thirst for creativity i've been playing around in photoshop creating a few subway type art prints of my own. each of these features my original poetry or verse and some are available in more than one background color. the titles will each take you to the listing in my etsy shop.
now i'm off to hang out with photoshop some more. hee hee
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
jae jean vintage
SOLD!!!!! thanks, kelly!!!
SOLD!!! thanks, jennifer!!!!!
introducing my new etsy shop: jae jean vintage. on a whim i bought a drill and a dremel tool. i felt the need to go all 3d and get my hands dirty. i went looking for something to create and stumbled onto this idea. luckily i work at an antique mall and get first pick of all the inventory the dealers bring into their booths. it is so fun to find all these rusty vintage lovelies and then marry the pieces together to create something new and useful and unique.
once these first 6 were done i had a brainstorm to call them nesters. they are the perfect little nests for holding art or sewing supplies or for displaying a vintage collection. i can see them in the bathroom holding little soaps and crocheted cloths or in the entryway filled with family photos and a few trinkets.
and did i say that i looooove drilling and dremelling?!! it gives me a total rush and feeling of sat-is-fac-tion! i can't wait for spring/summer when i can start going to yard sales and flea markets.
Monday, January 2, 2012
dad's water spigot
reaching to
turn on the spigot
an image of my dad
floats to the surface
of my mind
i lay my hand
where his hand
must have laid
a thousand times
i close my eyes
and imagine that
i can feel his energy
pouring into me
as water seeps
into the ground
after a gentle rain
so his quiet guidance
permeated my life
and even though
the spigot of his life
no longer turns
i still see his artistry
in the bricks of this house
i hear his voice
in the swaying trees
and i feel his hands
guiding my novice hands
as i humbly try
to carry on what
he nobly built
so many years ago
truth
i went to see we bought a zoo in the movie theater today. i went alone, sat alone and was quite content in my own company. well, i was sort of ok with it. near the end of the movie i had an epiphany, what oprah would call an aha moment. like a rapid-fire slide show i saw my life as i'm choosing to live it and knew i was not really living at all. i've isolated myself from the world and humanity in so many ways. the truth is i've been hiding out. hiding from failure and disappointment. isolating myself from challenges. filling the precious hours with joyless tasks. honestly, i just don't know what i want to do so i do very little. there i said it -- i do very little.
one of my dearest and closest friends sent me a one line fb message recently. it read: "you are the bravest person i know." i cringed inside and said to myself well i have one person fooled. i know what she meant. so many women have used the b word (brave) in connection to my decision to leave my 10 year marriage and my corporate job. as it turns out the leaving and the quitting were quite easy compared to the moving on. for years i had created a story in mind. it went like this: 50-something free-spirited woman's creativity is being doused by a claustrophobic marriage and a corporate job. all her dreams will magically come true if she can rid herself of these chains. guess what friends? i've not yet found the magic wand that will make it all happen quite so easily.
it's way past time for me to face the truth and dare to dream new dreams!
truth -- i am a rudderless boat in a slow-moving stream and the view is becoming quite boring
dare -- i dare myself to do SOMETHING -- take a class, join a book club, learn to belly dance, train for a mini marathon, anything. for god's sake, woman (that's me!!) you are rotting on the vine.
truth -- i isolate myself from joy
dare -- i dare myself to sing and dance and laugh every day!! sing out loud to the shins, dance the pony to some old time rock and roll and laugh to old movies like tootsie and trains, planes and automobiles.
truth --i need a real job with real challenges and real benefits
dare -- i dare myself to drag out those big girl panties, think outside the box and get it done already
many bloggers pick a word as their mantra for the new year. words like grow and shine and learn are popular. i've decided that for the month of january my word will be truth. i'm going to look it square in the face and stare it down. once i've peeled back all the delusions and exposed the bare naked truth, then maybe i can move on to a new word in february. i'm liking the sound of thin and young and sexy. hee hee
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