What happens when you haven't seen the sun in weeks? We were encouraged to go find our own sun of course! Ok, well it hasn't been weeks for me but it has been several days of grey, murky skies, and no sunshine to be found. So I went looking for my own, and here is what I found.............
Oh Tracie darling, what kind of sunshine did you create?
For rest and shelter of the night,
For health and food, for love and friends,
For everything Thy goodness sends.
~Ralph Waldo Emerson
mood that it sets. dark by 4:30, candles lit.
This week I am participating in Gratitude Week 2014 with Michelle gd and many others. I really loved the idea of capturing that which I am grateful for with my lens even better than writing it down.
~ I love worship. lifting my hands. singing the
words. each one. noting its meaning. imagining
my Abba Father.
A Psalm. A Song for the Sabbath. It is good to give thanks to the Lord, to sing praises to your name, O Most High; to declare your steadfast love in the morning, and your faithfulness by night, to the music of the lute and the harp, to the melody of the lyre.
Why is taking time out to do something you love so difficult? For me, it is something that has taken a back seat for years. There have been moments, occasions, but definitely not enough to add up to a habit. Having raised two children, homeschooling them from beginning to end, and working part time might be part of the reason......ya think? There are several things that I love to do for me, like art, reading, learning foreign languages, photography, creating, doing, going, nature, I could go on. Now that I am entering a new season in my life, I have time to focus on these things more. kind of. I still find it difficult to find the time. I have decided to try and do a little something each day, so my plan is to read a little, create a little, and learn a little. Still working on it.
One of the things I decided to do in early summer is sign up for a mixed media art class. I had all summer to do it, and I failed.......story of my life. I decided several weeks ago to get back on the wagon and get it done. So today for my time out, I worked on this project.
Years ago, in 6th grade, a mixed media artist came to our class and shared her methods, and brought materials for us to create our own. I enjoyed art, but I didn't like her art, and I didn't like the art I created either. I just didn't like mixed media. Consistent I am, I still am not a fan, though I have seen some things that make me think.....hmmmmm.....maybe.
So when I came across these classes, I decided why not.....At the very least I will learn new techniques, how to manipulate new materials, and maybe I will be able to find my own voice in this new adventure, and then maybe I won't, but I will have had the experience. I will have learned. And even if I don't like my creation, I will definitely enjoy the process, just because I get too.
So this project is called funky flowers, and I didn't go in the direction that was suggested completely, because I just wasn't fond of it. I found materials that I felt reflected me, and have been working it and reworking it. I am almost done, but I have to wait for it to dry so I can antique it.
I would like to add that while I was enjoying my creative process, the weather outside was worsening. At one point, it sounded like sand was being hurled against the windows, as it was raining frozen pellets, before the snow fell.
I am not sure if I enjoyed the art more, or being silly. I already got to see Tracie's post, and I would love to do that! She is a blessed women! Don't forget to see for yourself!
Texture, beautiful texture. We were encouraged to find something that begged to be photographed because of its texture, then strip it of its color. I immediately thought of this lavender I planted that was not the usual type I have planted before. It didn't bloom for me this season, but every time I walked by it, I notice its tiny lobbed leaves, and I immediately had to touch it. Call me weird. The other thing that always gets my attention is the little splinters of twine that seem to boing (is that a word) out from the twine itself. I did a little series last winter with my iPod, trying to capture the simplicity that is twine splinters. So while I was capturing the lavender, the twine that was still wrapped around my bamboo poles spoke to me as well.
I wonder what Tracie West found for texture in her neck of the woods?
Cooking, baking, joy, these three words don't necessarily belong in the same sentence. Don't get me wrong, I love the idea of cooking, and baking, but the absolute joy of it missed my genes. It has always been a quandary for me, as I want to feed my family the best possible thing. It also doesn't help that I am a nature girl, so things like propylene glycol, or hydrogenated vegetable oil that aren't actually food, really get in my crawl. We were meant to eat food not chemicals. So that leaves me with only one option, scratch cooking and baking.
When I was about 20 years old, I discovered Martha Stewart. I loved her show, her DIY self, and she made baking more of an art form for me, and that's all I needed. I always say everything I learned, I learned from Martha Stewart. She was my surrogate mum. However don't let that mislead you, my cooking and baking skills are not equal to hers, but I do make a great presentation!
Most of us have to be in the kitchen whether we are cooking, or just eating. We were told to focus on something in the kitchen that brings us joy. To record something that warms our heart, and reminds us of the bounty we are blessed with. I choose to make bread. scratch bread. no knead bread. delicious bread. I recently went on an all girls trip to the coast of Oregon to meet with some kindred spirits. We laughed, we talked, we took pictures, went on adventures, and broke bread together. On of the ladies Ani (pronounced Oni) made us some no knead bread, and it was awesome! She told us how, so when I got home, I googled it to see if I could find a similar recipe. Guess what? I did! This is my second time making it. There is something so romantic, so cozy, so old school about making homemade bread! Like I stated earlier, I love the idea of it, and the end result, more than the task itself. So these are my images I captured during that process. Sometimes when you are doing something that isn't necessarily your favorite, you have to make your own fun. That's where my joy comes from. That and knowing my kids have memories that involve the pleasant smells as well as favorite dishes that come from my kitchen.
I am making a video of all the outtakes, but I didn't get it done in time. I really have to quit preparing my posts so late at night, too many grammatical errors when I wake up the next morning. Uhhhhgggg. I heard a rumor that Tracie West was busy making cookies yesterday, and all the while she was battling being sick. What a trooper!
|And then there was visitors. What else do you do when there is a camera set up in the kitchen?|
|Ok, I don't remember taking this one, nor do I remember laughing like that. hmmmmm.|
What remains.......as the season moves forward, there is still those things, living or non living, that are holding on. Its time has not come. Where I live, the weather has been very mild for what is the first time in my memory. We are actually having an autumn, and it has been amazing! I still have some things in my garden that are flowering, tomatoes that have not been picked, and tropical plants that have not been brought inside. The grass is still very green, though the trees are now naked. I am thankful for what still remains.
I am a little late, ok, really late getting this out today. Our prompt today was to keep it simple and find the light. With photography it is all about the light, and many of us define out style by the light we use. When you find that beautiful perfect light, it is amazing! A couple of weekends ago, I met several beautiful, creative women for the first time in the flesh that I had taken a year long online workshop with. We met up in Oregon, which was my first time there. The weather was grey, cloudy, misty, foggy, and down right beautiful! Natures perfect filter. Of course when the sun peeked through the clouds that evening, we were so excited, at the urging of one of our co-consirpitors, we ran to the beach to take some beautiful reflecting shadow shots. It's always about the light!