summer lake scapes

PLAYA TEXTURE-SCAPES

And what love are we solitaries mute witnesses to? The omnipresence of great aloneness, the infinite possibilities of no duality, no separation between you and me, between the speaker and the spoken to, the dancer and his dance, the writer and her reader, the people and our earth.

At the Center of All Beauty:  The Dignity and Challenge of Solitude

By Fenton Johnson

shedding skin ~ a work w/cara hagan, in progress

takigawa-inspired

 ...Our children cannot dream unless they live, they cannot live unless they are nourished, and who else will feed them the real food without which their dreams will be no different from ours?... 

                                                                         From Poetry is Not a Luxury Audre Lorde

each seed, a universe

peace

and then she was gone

after the rains

everalasting impermanence ~ summer, 2018

eco abstraction/s

Joy is not made to be a crumb, Mary Oliver

If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don’t hesitate.

Give in to it.

There are plenty of lives and whole towns destroyed or about to be.

We are not wise, and not very often kind.

And much can never be redeemed.

Still, life has some possibility left.

Perhaps this is its way of fighting back,

that sometimes something happens better than all the riches or power in the world.

It could be anything,

but very likely you notice it in the instant when love begins.

Anyway, that’s often the case.

Anyway, whatever it is, don’t be afraid of its plenty.

Joy is not made to be a crumb.

~ Mary Oliver

(lake) superior textures

Princes Garden

findhorn

feeling all the greens :: scotland 2018

walls water wood windows :: textures of scotland

scotland 2018

reflected intersections

diane

viridi + aurantiaco + aqua... popyacolour