notes from a creative life …
A few days ago, I promised to unveil a new project today … One that was vulnerable. One that scared me. This is it. * Almost a year ago, I found myself in a kind of a rut. I’d been recovered from an on-again, off-again eating disorder for more than a decade by then. I […]
I’ve been quiet for more than a week here — maybe you noticed. I needed that time to step away … to sink into silence. Sometimes I need silence the way so many good green things need winter — maybe you know what I mean. Not long ago, I mentioned that I’ve been mulling a new project […]
You find yourself in a windowless room — the walls crumbling plaster, gray. (I know this because I am there too). You don’t know how long you’ve been there, but you know it’s been a long time, because there’s a hunger in the back of your eyes: for color, light — carmine, sun-yellow, cobalt. Your body is stiff, hunched, the bones nearly bent. The ceiling is […]
I go down to the river with my camera. The water is slowing to ice but the shoreline is still wet, the grass flecked with drops like diamonds. Maybe tears. I get down on my knees and part the dead rushes, brown tufts, looking for green. I am thinking of a certain kindred spirit, who has been […]
I don’t know what made me pull the car over when I did, except for that certain instinct I sometimes have that there’s beauty to be found nearby, if I’m willing to look for it. This was a week or two ago. I’d recently arrived home from Florida, and after all that color and heat […]
It might sound obvious, but whenever I look at my favorite photographs or paintings, I have the confident sense that they mean something … I’m just not really sure what. It’s the peripheral-vision pull of it — the feeling that something important is just out of reach — that attracts me. (I’m much less interested in things I’m sure […]
… This plain-faced, ordinary world is full of magic: Tree Shadows, Roanoke, Va Hope you stumble over some everyday beauty today… ❤
…I mean really seen it — not just in passing, but with purpose? Because whether you notice it or not, it unrolls itself for you every day — your own private gallery, right there above your head. (All these images, by the way, are perfectly unedited — which should say something.) On our recent road trip […]
For the past seven days, I soaked up all the summer I could in southern Florida. I showed up hungry for sunlight, searing heat, green. And I have to say, Florida delivered: As the car shot toward the Keys on long white bridges spanning the water, the Sunshine State rolled itself out like a green-and-blue […]
This post is part of the Secret Messages Project. Every day for thirty days, I’ll leave my words in places where they might be found — or might never be found at all. I hope you’ll join me. * The other day, while I’m sitting at my desk at work, I write a prayer. When it […]
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