Life is beautiful

This is my story of 2018. My story of connecting, reconnecting, welcoming & parting.
This is the past years through the eye of this beholder; my humble contribution to the world’s vast collection of imagery.

This is my everyday life. My simple tale of small adventures, close to home & close to heart.
This is the shared intimacy of family; the familiarity of a smile, a scent & a gesture. The thin line between what we share, what we think we share and what we can’t help but share.

This is my beautiful, colorful & fortunate life, stripped down to its bare essentials. Stripped of words, meaning or context.

This is my story & this is me sharing it with you.

Wishing you all a beautiful & unforgettable 2019!

This was July

“And then,
I have nature and art and poetry,
and if that is not enough,
what is enough?”

Vincent Van Gogh

 

This was June

“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.”

F. Scott Fitzgerald

 

 

 

This was May

‘Now she’s lit by the warm orange spreading from the horizon
as not-quite-day, becomes not-quite-night.’

-David Levithan-

 

This was April, 2018

“This is what I had come for, just this, and nothing more. A fling of leafy motion on the cliffs, the assault of real things, living and still, with shapes and powers under the sky- this is my city, my culture, and all the world I need.”

-Annie Dillard-

Celebrating Spring, 2018

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This was March, 2018

“The creation of the world did not take place once and for all time,
but takes place every day.”

-Samuel Beckett-

This was February, 2018

“Photography is a way of feeling, of touching, of loving.
What you have caught on film is captured forever…
It remembers little things, long after you have forgotten everything.”

-Aaron Siskind-

This was January, 2018

This was January.

This was searching for sunlight. This was discovering plenty of silver linings at the crack of dawn.

This was tracing & retracing familiar routes. This was regrouping & rediscovering.

January; it was breathing life into fresh resolutions; picking a way through old & new habits. It was weighing the good & the bad. It was being hopeful & determined, but also being kind & gentle, patient & realistic.
This was not reading that one book a month, but it was properly breaking in that new journal. This was not sending everyone a card, but it was sending some postcards with care.

This was January.
Stormy, yet mild January, with golden sunrises, with flocks of birds being propelled through grey, cloudy skies. This was January with the heartbreak of others that quietly turned into heartache of my own. January, with stories from the outside seeping through to the inside. January, with brilliant new tunes, with the distraction of pure poetry that insisted on settling between the collections of beauty that had already gathered in my wandering mind.

This was January.
This was the absence of light. And the abundance of glorious beginnings. This was hardly picking up my camera, this was constantly seeking out the right moment & not always finding it.

This was a gentle start.
A new year.
This was January.

(to be in love with a song 🙂
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vla7SgocBwQ