I miss my camera. I miss the push to get my photo done, the push to GO OUT into my world and find something, ANYTHING, that desires to be admired through the eye of the lens, and SNAP it! I miss my sister. I miss knowing that she also was looking through a small portal into her world every day, and eventually sending me an image to put out into the world together.
I have started back to my morning pages. I started back to Artist Dates. I took photos at sunset last week. I took my Canon with me on my bike ride today and when I passed mushrooms as big as my foot - gleaming with morning dew not yet absorbed by the rays of the sun, I stopped to unpack my Canon. Then I saw birds, begging for a moment of attention, hiding along the edges of the Gulf water.
So I am posting. Bah! I am posting!! Alone, together, either way, I am POSTING! Watch me!
I have started back to my morning pages. I started back to Artist Dates. I took photos at sunset last week. I took my Canon with me on my bike ride today and when I passed mushrooms as big as my foot - gleaming with morning dew not yet absorbed by the rays of the sun, I stopped to unpack my Canon. Then I saw birds, begging for a moment of attention, hiding along the edges of the Gulf water.
So I am posting. Bah! I am posting!! Alone, together, either way, I am POSTING! Watch me!