It's here......it's time. Yesterday was day one of eleven for the Volcom Pipeline Pro surf competition that takes place on Hawaii's North Shore. So why am I posting this on my blog? I may live in the mid-west, but I am obsessed with the ocean, the tropics, and of course surfing. Where I live, people make the comment that this is God's country. Now I am a nature lover, but that statement doesn't really resonate with me here . When I look at something like the Grand Canyon, it's beautiful, and it's amazing when you think of its creation, but...............it doesn't impact me the way the ocean does. When I see the ocean up close and personal, that is when I feel in awe of my Creator, and His creation. I don't know how you can have a bad day when you live near the ocean, when you can walk the beaches, hear the waves, smell the salt, feel its spray. I love the ocean, its power, its might, its stories, it history, its gifts. It demands respect. As much as I love the ocean, I am also terrified by it. Not having grown up near it, even just playing in the waves, can turn ugly. There is a lot to know about it, and even those who do, still find themselves in dangerous moments, some even lose their life doing something they have done for years. It demands respect. This brings me to surfing, what an amazing sport. So fun to watch and you can't say that about a lot of sports! I have never surfed, but it is on my bucket list. It is a high priority on my bucket list, like if I don't do it, it will be a huge regret. But I am afraid.
If you have never heard of Banzai Pipeline, it is what they call the surf reef break that creates amazing waves that hit the North shores of Hawaii starting in December. The waves are enormous, up to 30 ft, and because it is so close to the shore, the water is shallow with razor sharp lava reef. Pipeline is considered the best waves in the world, but also the most dangerous. They say that this is where surfers come to die. Many a professional surfer has lost their life there. The sound of ambulance sirens are a regular occurrence during this time. Pipe Masters is held there every December, and a few others that follow. Volcom is one of those.
With today's technology we can get live cam feed of what everyone there is seeing. Now I would so rather be there, and one day I will, but for now this is all I have. Volcom Pipe Pro Live is the link for the live feed. The video below is actually from a few days prior. Enjoy, I know I will!
A new year, new beginning, a fresh start, a second chance, a redo, a do over, a do different. all of this i love. for all these reasons, i love the beginning of a new year. it is one of my most favorite things! love. while there are times that i don't like change, like when a friend moves away, or people you like change jobs, i also embrace change. i crave change. i will drive miles out of my way to go somewhere i have been many times just to change the scenery. i love/hate change, it just depends. a new year represents good change to me. i look forward to doing new things. meeting new challenges. looking forward to the new me at the end of that year. and if there is one thing i have learned in all of these years of mine is that we grow, we change, we are similar but not the same. this is one of my favorite new year quotes.
can i say i also want to blog more, sew more, knit more, do more art, read more, learn more, i could go on and on......
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?