balancing cliches.

mobile above my desk, may 2009, canon rebel xti

somewhere between the exitement and the overwhelm, i need to find a new balance of work and play in my day. hardly original, the struggle for balance, schedules and structure. allowing for equal heartbeats to be spent on freedom and on efficiency. but then again, i'm aware that nothing we do is really original. just our own twist on sameness.

so, back to balance. the work in front of me has taken shape this past week. i feel "on purpose" and i am chipping away at the vision so that i can more easily translate it from the imagery in my mind, and the feelings in my heart, to a conveyable message and tell you exactly what it is. that's my work today. writing it down. clarifying. defining. i feel like an aspiring screenwriter with a great idea, but i've still got the script to write.

it all starts with the idea, of course, and one foot in front of the other. taking it one day at a time. i don't want to burn the candle at both ends. and i do want to put every fiber of my being into it. i want this project to be smooth, like a hot knife through butter. i want to jump in with both feet, knock it out of the park and have it be an earnest labor of love. i want to grow in leaps and bounds, live like there's no tomorrow and really knuckle down on this thing.

but i know i need to take care. because when the rubber meets the road, there surely will be trials and tribulations and times when i will want to throw in the towel. hopefully, i am a little older and wiser, so that when words fail, i will remember to dig deep, put my nose to the grindstone and think outside the box.

alright, enough already! time to cut to the chase and get busy as a bee! take the plunge! because i certainly don't want to be all icing and no cake! and i'd really hate to miss the ~~boat~~ door.

just keeping it real.

for your amusement.

Categories: creating, inspiring

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still here.

14 years.

met at 18.

married at 24.

daughter at 25.

son at 29.

9 homes.

i'm not who i was then.

but i think you see that.

we're stepping into something.

revealing things.

it's scary.

reaching into the center of ourselves.

asking the questions.

not knowing the answers.

but we're both still here.

now.

loving new.

Categories: creating, experiencing, loving

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giving it up.

to the thing that is right in front of me, offering me the means to GET IT OUT. the means of capturing, containing (and setting free) these things i see and experience. the agonizingly beautiful images, the in-betweens of life, that i harbor safely inside and get lost in. hold myself up against and often feel separate from. in the claiming of these things, the practice of uniting self and other, i will take pictures. i will sometimes leave them raw and i reserve the right to manipulate them until they speak my truth. the truth of what i see. i'm giving it up…the question of what should i be doing. and doing the thing that is right in front of me. for now.

stay tuned…

Categories: creating

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