10.27.2011









Looking Back...i've just written another post on B&H Insights. this one is about taking this time of year to look back at our images and let them speak to us.  thanks B&H!

for more articles like this one, keep your eyes peeled for the fall issue of butterflies and anvils due out in mid-november, i'll have a sneak peak of the featured artist here soon!

2 comments:

  1. Eileen,
    Great thoughts. I'm at the point where I feel it difficult to simply process (in computer and in brain) what I make each day. Looking back on past images reminds me of why I love this and how I'm improving.

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  2. hi mel. thanks. it can remind us lots of things, for sure. it's a bit of a mirror i would say.

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talking with you.
about the state of the world.
and where we fit in.
crunching leaves...


...
moving through. simply.


.....
airplane graveyard.
you stand among the ruins.
delicate and hopeful and young. busted up fuselage. your dress so fitted and pressed.
motionless. burned out wings.
not knowing if the remains are yours.
injured girl.
rusting yellow metal in heaps. lush green grass grows around you. as the bright country sun lights up your hair.
sun flare obscures your face and shoulder.
but you remain.
a giant among the battered pieces.
of this airplane graveyard.
and your world.

once we were best friends. without even knowing.
it's your turn to turn off the light.

once we were alike. without even knowing.
watching thunderstorms on the patio.

once we were confidantes. without even knowing.
we didn’t know what secrets were.

once we were happy. without even knowing.
that goodness meant we were together.



grow
. you whispered. i heard it. i am sure.

grow. i whispered back. on the breeze that blew between us.

grow. i feel it. but i sit here in defiance.

grow. you know it. and you thrust out your shoots, without intention.

grow. i want it. but i am swimming in the thickest sea.

grow. you must. so you reach through the power lines for your sky.

grow. i can. but these tendrils hold me to this merciless earth.

grow. you will. and i’ll look for shelter below you.

grow. i will. but first let me rest my body against you.

grow. you have. and i cannot imagine this world without you.

grow. i am trying. but i cannot keep up with you.

grow. you show me. let me learn from your strength.

grow. i whispered. did i hear it? i am sure.

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