There are certain things that are hard to believe as a first time parent. One of them is that the first year will be a total haze. This family, however, believes it and, so, I have the great honor of capturing their story. The micro moments are what I love about photographing newborns and the dynamic between these two babies was so fun to watch unfold. Can’t wait to stop in again in a few months and see what they are up to.
The forest gives the impression that it would gobble up anything and everything overnight, but it’s amazing how slowly change happens. I thought for sure the nest I built near Dale’s Pothole two summers ago would be reduced to compost, but there it was. A beautiful heap on the ground that, as a look at the one photograph I took of it, I wish I’d got down for a closer look. What a wonderfully beautiful mess of layers bridging the two trees! I wonder who is living in the thatched caverns and how much it will settle by the next time I’m able to visit.
Please come visit me at Gray Sky Gallery April 18th and 19th, from 12pm to 5pm for an ART WILL SAVE YOU pop-up shop of fun hand-printed up-cycled shirts, stickers, and other products designed to spread this message, encourage human connection, and boost community wellness through art-making. 5% of (AWSY) products is donated to community art and mental health programs.
PS. I will also be hosting a (FREE!) community art-making table on location purely for the fun of it!
There are a lot of spills in our house. So many that I started a series on my instagram feed called #spilloftheday. The images rarely receive many “likes, ” but when people see me in real life, this is the series they talk about. The series they say makes their day.
I wish I could blame the kids for the spill, but a lot come from me. As a often overly self-critical person, I have had to work very hard not to be frustrated with myself over things like spills. Mindfulness and children have taught me to laugh and admire the beauty in a spill instead.
Last night, we looked out the window to admire the sunset and saw this massive spill unfolding.
One could be mad about such a thing (seriously, how did they get all that water out there without anyone noticing!! And the chalk? Not ours. Magically appeared!)
one could notice the colors, contrast, wet vs dry, the kid’s inhibitions in creating/experimenting, the strange conversations and other sounds.
One can laugh. A LOT.
For me, spills are an opportunity to be mindful, to enjoy serendipity, to join in and play/create without expectations. This one was not to be missed. I ran downstairs and grabbed my big girl camera and enjoyed every minute of capturing it.
When I checked out the Mitsui Real Estate Group’s space in January, I was drawn to the reflections from the large green-tinted glass lights. That’s the cue I used to curate images for this show. So, lights, thank you. I might otherwise have been lost in a deep dark hole of years and years of photographs!
I chose encaustic (wax over) images (printed on Torchon paper, which gives a slight watercolor texture) so that the reflections from the lights would be in play. I also tried something brand new - image transfers, which are so fun (and not unlike childbirth!). After a lot of sweat and a few burns, this is what made it up on the walls for the March West Seattle Art Walk.
Come see me on 3/14 for the West Seattle Art Walk at 6021B California Ave SW starting at 5pm!
Oh, added bonus and something to do for those who aren’t into mingling/talking - ART WILL SAVE YOU will be sponsoring a little art-making table to keep your hands busy and hearts happy!
How can there be so much depth in such a small radius, in winter? Layers upon layers seemingly still, but shifting . The landscape spoke with a sly chuckle, “can you keep up?!” I screamed back through the silence, "I’m up on my toes and down on my knees, looking!” Not with my voice, but with my shutter. With my hands touching the frosty ground in the shadows and, just steps away, a warm rock in the sunlight.
Sure there are places you can go with tables that have all the tools and piles of shrubbery, but - in my opinion - finding your own way (and stumbling a bit) is so much more fun! I especially love trampling through the forest/garden to find clippings, gathering twigs etc and finding other winter treasures (like the glowing orange fungi below!!!)
Anyhoo, below are some clues for wreath-making from this non-professional. Good luck and have fun on your adventure!!