That slant of sunlight...

Alright, today was supposed to be a serious call to action - tax preparation and a fiscal account of last year's income vs. expenses/outlay.  Oh yes, I have not been able to see the top of my desk for weeks, and my plans to buckle down to (boring) work were in place.  But once again,  my muse beckoned.  This morning (after tea and a corn muffin), I found some seed pods that I had saved in my pocket for a photo session while searching for a dog treat.  Quick to take advantage of a new slant on housework, I decided to start my day of organizing by taking photos of these seeds so that I could easily discard them (this is the organization piece).  And I did.  And then I decided to photograph pretty tissue paper in a gift bag so that I could discard it too.  And I did.  Ditto on the organization piece.  Next thing I decided was that the light is better upstairs in my studio.  This was my big mistake.  I was a goner.  The sun was like butterscotch - golden, gooey and addictive.  I moved around the room as fast as I could playing with artsy objects and setting up a photo shoot with a mix of mounting excitement and fascination.  Could I do it?  Capture the light and opalescent color?  Would the 'Universe' excuse me from doing my homework one more day?  (Of course it would ~ ergo my strong belief in abundance although I do push my limits here too).  Would I find another opportunity like this?  One and a half hours and 138 photos later, I captured some light-filled moments. 

Shucks.  Just a little too late for taxes and desk work but a few beauties to share:

View looking out one of my studio windows.

year of the dragon

its seduction

of color

ag ~ 2012

Day Trip

Just a beautiful winter day and yes we still have some country roads to ride in northern NJ

I think he liked having his photo taken.

Here's lookin at you kid...

Lafayette, NJ

Hamburger and a Coke at a local pub (not me - I'm taking the photo)

The Seduction of Romance

What is romance?  What is romantic?  As with any art, the answer lies in the heart of the beholden.  It may be flowers on Valentines day, a wedding proposal on one knee...etc.  However, I relate best to the romance of life in moments of simple living with joy, humor, beauty, solitude, whisps of melancholia and yes even those sorrowing times of loss.

Lately I have come to realize that for me, romance is always more romantic after the fact.  Somehow I tend to fully recognize and absorb it best over time and through reflection.  I am also one of those people who comes up with a brilliant retort after the conversation is over.  I'm not complaining, just pondering. 

only in hindsight ...

pillow mint

what I know of romance

in hindsight

november rain

what I know of romance

only in hindsight

morning breeze

what I know of romance

now in hindsight



A crime of passion

when does desire
become passion
that urgency
beyond expectation
beyond the self

Playdate

Recently two friends and I decided to meet regularly to converse, share ideas, eat, laugh, support, inspire and play together.  We made our first play date to paint and collage - explore - be loose - be messy and creative one and all. 


We souped and such, poured tea, refreshed with chocolate, attuned our intention to be open to spirit's creative blessings, turned up the music and jived.  Very much like we used to do in kindergarten before responsibility reared its burdomsome head.  We got sloppy, giggled, painted, pasted tissue, cut out paper shapes and simply let go.

An amazing sense of we three community and love poured forth as well as sublime and powerful paintings.  Each of us is a responsible caretaker and community member.  We pride ourseves on an ever evolving and organic consciousness based on loving life and humanity.  But sometimes we just need to get out of our adult selves and simply reroot as kids. 

I left our group that night way past my bedtime (yippee) tired and satiated.  The unconditional support and love is truly creation that rocks and ripples forward.  Thanks Vicky and Michele.  Till next time.

Venus on the lee edge of a why not sky

photos courtesy of Michele  -  www.michele-fischer.blogspot.com

studio, cafe, music, poetry and comedy nights courtesy of Vicky -  www.reststoprejuvenate.com

painting and haiku by Andrea