saturday road. - I am going on an adventure, the open road. A small one, just a day really but life can change in a minute so image a whole day full of minutes…..
- i moved where my heart had drifted off to long before. i live on a hill of hundred acres, where my dreams have merged with the view. it is quiet from machine noises yet loud with sounds of horses, dogs, cats chickens and ducks. nature is the true artist in resident and i am just her apprentice who often gets lost in her gaze. once and a while i travel back to cities and foreign places to put into photographs what i have learned, yet always, part of my heart is left on the hill..
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
finding my way
There do you see her..oh yes
she stands and takes a photograph
of herself at the Island with her laptop
mocha and ny times. She types and wonders
if every touch of a letter brings her closer to
clarity. Dreams that she carried with her since
childhood have come true, but she is having trouble making
Someone dear to her said " loving you is my dream come true
it is exactly the way I dreamed it would be" out of the bleu these words were
spoken. there is no place for me to place them, it is sad a little and lovely.
so she types and capture light in search for clarity..in search of something
she saw once and wishes to feel for a longer while.