Month: September 2012

I have this pair of earrings that sit on the windowsill.  They are broken but their beauty is such that I cannot make myself throw them away.  When I get into a cleaning mood, when I just want to create some space, I almost reach for them.  But then the light … yes, always the light … will strike the pieces revealing a uniqueness that once tossed I will never find again.  That is the thought that came to mind this morning as I found this image on my camera.  I often have trouble labeling a photo but instantly the words “broken light” appeared in my head.  And those two words brought to mind an inspiring blog, Broken Light: A Photography Collective.  The site presents the powerful words and images of those living with, or affected, by mental illness.  If you have not had a chance to view Broken…

Yesterday I went for a walk by the river, and for the most part I kept stumbling upon beautiful abstraction.

 

… hazy gray (because of the rain) with rose highlights. 😉

I was photographing shells on black paper when I decided to see what would happen if I tore apart a nearby blossom and photographed the petals on the paper instead.

One morning I purchased a single plum.  It was an impulse buy.  I haven’t eaten plums in years but I thought I might use the fruit as inspiration.  In the end, it was my antidote for mounting procrastination.  You see, I had a project due soon.  Amazing how strong the urge to take a long walk when you need to stay seated and finish a writing assignment.  I couldn’t go for a walk but …

… I decided I could rise from my chair on occasion and take a photo of the plum.  I did so throughout the afternoon.  No fine art produced but the movement was a release of sorts.

When I finished the writing assignment, I ate the plum, a final dose of a sweet treat that helped me stay focused just enough.  I think I might buy an apple today!