what’s real, what’s not?

lillibridge print experiment

I am a big fan of the blurred lines between what’s real and what’s not.

A quick digital sketch to get my creative brain working this morning.

The wisdom of Ferris Bueller…

“Life moves pretty fast.

If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.”

                                                                        —Ferris Bueller

lillibridge snow redrocks burlingon vermont


Last Wednesday morning I went for a walk in a park in Burlington, Vermont near my home called Red Rocks.  It isn’t too far from the hustle of the city but at a certain part of my walk I could hear nothing.  No other walkers, no dogs barking, no traffic sounds.  Nothing.  I was so content walking beneath the remarkable snow laden trees.  Out of the corner of my eye, about 50 feet off the path I first saw snow falling and then I witnessed two trees facing each other release their snow and snap back into place.

It  was spectacular.

The quality of the sound made it feel like I was the only person on earth.


That experience reminded me of another quiet moment in my life that I will also never forget.  I like to cut branches and force blossoms to have something alive in the house during the dark days of winter.  When my son, Ellis was about two he and I were in our kitchen and he suddenly started wildly pointed toward the windowsill.  He was so excited about what he was witnessing.  I turned to see what he was pointing to and a Magnolia blossom was opening up before our eyes.  It was truly a moment to be treasured.