Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Sunday, August 16, 2009
old school film photography
These 35mm black and white photos were taken a long time ago when I was taking a photography class. They are film photographs, developed and printed by me in the darkroom. Many of these photos were already matted, so some light peeked through while scanning, making them look a little blurry.
Photos top to bottom:
shore road in winter
man on the sidewalk
paperweight
old Italian people
lunch break
needlecraft hands
my friend Carol
kids at a street fair
city kids in the playground
the Brookyn Army base
Photos top to bottom:
shore road in winter
man on the sidewalk
paperweight
old Italian people
lunch break
needlecraft hands
my friend Carol
kids at a street fair
city kids in the playground
the Brookyn Army base
Saturday, August 15, 2009
hawk inspired art
evie tirado, my best friend of 34 years, took that walk with me around the lake at Bear Mountain the other day. The hawks were the inspiration for the day, and they appeared to us 4 times. Here is a link to evie's inspired piece, hawks overhead. The painting has an amazing textural aspect that is hard to see in a picture, but click on the pic to see a larger version. Do pay her a visit.
the energy of one (with thanks & apologies to The Walking Man)
I resonate with the energy of one
still intact
No trail of DNA running around
no trace other than myself
I am whole
my solar plexus has no hole
and now I am a crone
my knowledge not so set in stone,
as waves of change must change
what we know
In one way or another, we
shift perspective, see with other eyes,
and live in synch with natural forces
As these years gather
so do I
bark and bone, leathers and stones,
treebeards and weathered wood
these are my tools
for creating art and ritual
My ancestors live on in my blood.
I am a final product.
still intact
No trail of DNA running around
no trace other than myself
I am whole
my solar plexus has no hole
and now I am a crone
my knowledge not so set in stone,
as waves of change must change
what we know
In one way or another, we
shift perspective, see with other eyes,
and live in synch with natural forces
As these years gather
so do I
bark and bone, leathers and stones,
treebeards and weathered wood
these are my tools
for creating art and ritual
My ancestors live on in my blood.
I am a final product.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Bear Mountain
I left the city today, and went up to Bear Mountain State Park, which is situated in the mountains rising from the west bank of the Hudson River.
The first thing I did when I got there was hug a tree. It seemed the natural thing to do, and I could feel the energy of the earth again; always there, sustaining us. It was good to watch the gentle waters of the lake. Me and my friend, evie, took a long walk around the entire lake. Hawks (one of my favorite good omens) greeted us in large numbers, swirling overhead for a good long time. It was a good day.
Labels:
Bear Mountain,
nature,
photographs,
trees
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
gift from Canada
Yesterday I received the nicest gift from my internet friend, Stephanie. It is a tool roll for my sculpting tools. It is so beautiful, with a wolf print fabric that I just love. Thank you, Stephanie, for such a dear gift, I will treasure it always!
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