For the year 2020 I have decided to document life with a different theme colour in mind each month. This month’s theme: gold/sunlight/yellow ochre.
Some months, like this month, the state of the world keeps me up at night. Some months, like this month, the faith of our planet makes staying positive a struggle, a harder task than it usually is. This February, as life stubbornly leaned towards spring sooner than it should, it was challenging not to get lost in the triviality of life or not to get overwhelmed by the concept of time and the speed in which it passes. It somehow seemed harder to enjoy the fleeting moments that make up for a perfectly ordinary life, more difficult to look for the lightness of it all.
So, that is why this month, I set out to look for that much needed light. I sought out the silver linings and the saving grace of hopefulness. I committed to finding the beauty of all the golden hours that I know February has to offer. And even though I wasn’t sure where to look, I found light, hope & gold everywhere.
After a year of radio silence, I feel it is time to start posting some of life’s little wonders on this blog once again. For the year 2020 I have decided to document life with a different theme colour in mind each month. This month’s theme: black and white.
The start of a new year. The first careful lines on that intimidating blank paper. The writing of lists, the determination to stick to carefully crafted resolutions & the knowledge that you probably never will. Leaving the old behind, while bravely trying to take in all that is to come. Savouring the briefness of winter days, watching birds travel further south while wondering down familiar paths leading you home before darkness falls.
January 2020, with its world on fire in a place far from mine. January, with its loss of an old British friend & its panic over a new, aggressive nemesis. January, with its winter that felt like autumn, its pulling winds & its impatient spring crocuses.
Thank you, January, for your insight & your newness. Thank you for allowing me to take a moment to reflect & reconsider, before stepping into the rest of year…
It’s been a year since I last posted anything on this blog, while I once tended to it so carefully. And I am posting all the photos that I failed to share with anyone this past year, I realize that I have missed the feeling of carving out some time to reflect on all life’s passing moments. But at the same time, words won’t come easily as I browse through the images of days gone by, while trying to match words to all the feelings I attempted to capture.
2019 has been a complicated year, for the world, for me & for those I hold dear. It has been filled with both moments of delight & moments of great loss. It’s been a big and beautiful year. It took me to the most astonishing places, it gave me days of quiet happiness & days of grand adventure. It has been a challenging & unpredictable year, a year with ups and down, a year of giving and taking. But more than anything, it has been the year during which I lost a dear friend. A friend who might have been so very small to the world, but who meant so very much to me.
Looking at all the images below, I feel happy & grateful for all that came to pass. All the life I got to live & witness. Grateful for the friend I had all those years & the new friends I made this year. Grateful for a world so colorful & bright. But I can’t help but hope that 2020 will be a little kinder to the soul somehow. A little gentler, maybe…
Dear all, please take care for now, have a great year & keep an eye out for next month post…
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.
“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.”