I discovered this image of my husband Jeff’s legs this morning. The photo had cool shadows and movement to work with. After a bit of goofing off and layering—this series is what emerged.
Jeff is off exploring his world right now in a very BIG way. The first image on the road reminds me of the South Dakota Monster stories my Dad told all seven of his grandchildren. I don’t see my husband as a monster though—much more like a gentle giant.
We’ve always told our children that they are part prairie & part sea. When I started choosing photos to layer with Jeff’s legs I was naturally drawn to images of the prairie and the sea.
Here’s to your big adventures this weekend, wherever your feet take you.
- South Dakota two-lane road near Burke
- Abandoned farmhouse south of Burke, South Dakota
- Town Neck Beach approach,—Sandwich, Massachusetts
- Everglade National Park in Florida
- Town Neck Beach, Sandwich, Massachusetts
- Florence, Italy
I know it’s only July 27th and there’s a lot of summer to still be lived & enjoyed. However, this morning I felt like some of my summer 2016 memories are beginning to blur.
blur/verb—to make or become unclear or less distinct (Merriam-Webster)
I want to slow it all down. I really want to be a good steward of my memories.
How exactly do I go about doing that?
- I journal. Every night I write down 3-4 things that were great about my day. This will help my great grandchildren try to figure out what the summer of 2016 was like for me…but it doesn’t stop the blur.
- I try to breathe, savor, soak it in…all of the stuff “Oprah” tells me to do…it still blurs a lot of the time. Perhaps I’m trying to hard.
After I layered these photos and saw my daughter jumping into the clouds and a beach sign on a South Dakota gravel road I realized that I have to accept that this is the nature of our memories. Even if we can’t recall everything with great detail and clarity our memories are always a part of us. They may surface again one day and they may not. I guess, just like everything else in life the path of least resistance is: ACCEPTANCE.
Here’s to a bunch of sweet summer memories…all blurred together.
“Whenever I think of the past, it brings back so many memories.”
Saturday I was listening to NPRs TED RADIO Hour in my studio. Here’s the link.
George Monbiat used two terms I found utterly fascinating and relevant: rewilding & ecologically bored. This is a fascinating TED TALK about bringing the wolves back to Yellowstone Park, however it’s the story within that story that resonated with me.
Wikipedia: “Rewilding is large-scale conservation aimed at restoring and protecting natural processes and core wilderness areas, providing connectivity between such areas, and protecting or reintroducing apex predators and keystone species. Rewilding projects may require ecological restoration or wilderness engineering, particularly to restore connectivity between fragmented protected areas, and reintroduction of predators where extirpated.”
Ellis and Adam jumping off the East Sandwich, Mass bridge.
We live in an era where so much information is at our fingertips all the time and because of it a lot of time is spent hunched over a computer all day. We need to “rewild” for the sanity of our modern day lives. Now, “rewilding” can obviously go to extremes and it would be very different for everyone. It could be as grand as giving up every trapping of modern life and taking off with your belongings on your back OR it could mean that you are going to take a walk at lunch instead of sitting in front of your computer all day long.
My husband, Jeff and I parasailing.
However, it’s the second term I found so interesting…ECOLOGICALLY BORED. After spending a summer learning to navigate Cape Cod Bay and area harbors in a kayak.
I now know that I was indeed “ecologically bored”. I really needed to get in touch with that innate part of myself that uses intuition, muscle memory, wonder and strength. I now realize that it had been way too dormant in me lately. Sometimes we don’t know what’s missing in our lives.
A beach fire on Town Neck.
So, however you “rewild” or satisfy your “ecological boredom”…
I wish you the best. You won’t regret it.
These are a few of my photos from over the weekend. I haven’t been creating things and it makes me really kooky when I don’t. I mucked around with my images to fuel my creativity. It helped a lot. I hope you enjoy them.
They were shot on:
Martha’s Vineyard while staying at a friend’s house—Blue Barque (Thanks Jen & Dan).
Town Neck in Sandwich, Massachusetts where (Thanks Jim & Iris) cooked over a beach fire last night. Oh, the joys of summertime. Thanks for the memories, folks. My heart is full.
I didn’t quite achieve the effect I was seeking,
but I made a few more discoveries along the way that came out pretty cool.
I will keep trying adobe illustrator until I get it just right.
This is a painting I was commissioned to do for a new workout space in Burlington, Vermont. I wanted to illustrate my process especially how different the piece looks at each stage. I layer colors to get the desired effect and then sand and paint and sand again until I get the look I want. I wanted this piece to look like an old sign found under the stairs in a beach cottage—a relic from a hippie summer long ago.
My work has always been about removal and revealing what lies beneath. I am forced to think a few steps down the road with this process. I think it keeps me sharp (at least sharper than I would’ve been anyway). It’s a very time-consuming way to work, but utterly thrilling when my instinct about the layers turns out as I had hoped.
I will post a picture of it in the space when they get it installed.