not a pretty picture. not a good. not a bad. picture. but an argument.

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

off route 5, dec 26th

there's nothing there, mom.
sshhhh, but there is, son.  faith.  perseverance.  lean closer and closer.



  1. Love the comment! and yes perseverance is something!

  2. perhaps i like the second best, where something just begins to be born into attention

    but of course it is the series that matters, this narrative of paying attention and so being born ourselves along with the world that welcomes us into birth

    yes, it becomes real with wait. yes, it calls. we see this together, do we not?, when we have patience and faith :-)

    love :-)))))


  3. i shot this same scene with different exposures, although this series is created from the same photograph adjusting exposures each time.

    my son watched as i opened these photographs having been with me earlier during white out conditions on these back roads.

    holy, mom! he exclaimed.

    yes, son, holy holy)))

    in my life, as in all of our lives, i go through periods of my vision being eclisped. creation of truths and beliefs are mysterious things. i must practice faith and perseverance. i must lean closer. and too, i must let the storm sweep the world, creating and uncreating, creating and uncreating, and i waiting and watching on the side of the road must remain in awe.


  4. Bel espace de liberté pour mon esprit avide d'évasion.


  5. the mystery of emergence... Beautiful... that's a real white space...
    PS : i believe I'm furtive rather than bold

  6. Get sucked into that minimal landscape, just beautiful.


"Words at the limit of hearing, attributable to no one, received in the conch of the ear like dew by a leaf." (philippe jaccottet) or even a quiet presence is appreciated))