Weekly Photo Challenge: Reflections | Summit
A soft subtle reflection of the sky in a puddle of resting water. After hiking to the summit of Grandfather Mountain, and crossing the gorge via the Mile High Bridge, I was treated to this beautiful view. What a lovely reflection.
A Rewind: Grandfather Mountain | Hiking in 2002
One of the coolest places at elevation in North Carolina is Grandfather Mountain. It is home of the mile high swinging bridge. At just over 6000 feet it is one of the highest mountain peaks in the state.
Weekly Photo Challenge: Thankful | For The Road Back Home
Taking the road back home. Traveling north on route 13 along the Eastern Shore of Virginia. Having just left Virginia Beach via the Chesapeake Bay Tunnel, our destination is Philadelphia. We are thankful for a beautiful morning with a lovely fog filled landscape. Looking forward to seeing my grandchildren and family.
Another Winter: On The Beach
2012 in passing
Cold morning winds and breaking waves;
Virginia Beach and the memories behind us
Another Winter: The Haunting Reality Of Things Lost
It’s there
Surrounding your every memory
The haunting reality of things lost
Weekly Photo Challenge: Green | Lilies
Green means beautiful reflections and a pond of green lilies.
Weekly Photo Challenge: Green | The Park
This is an interesting challenge. And a challenge to post mainly because it is asking for a multiple of images per post. However, because I am using my phone to post to the challenge, I do not have the capability, or have not figured out, how to post multiple images. Sigh. So please bear with me with the single image.
Nothing brings green to the forefront like a park. This digital collage created in 1997, is one of my first large-scale (42″ x 48″) prints. I’ve always loved this piece. I took all the park photos in Fairmount Park in Philadelphia while biking and hiking. I combined them with archival photos of my family in Central Park and 4th of July picnics. Green dominates the feeling of the piece. Lush and beautiful. The Park 1997.
A Rewind: The Blue Ridge Parkway
Over the past 2 years or more I have created over 300 new works of art. It has been a very prolific time for me creatively speaking; developing various platforms for the distribution of my art, exploring new techniques, sharing ideas and meeting new people. I recently began posting older work on my Facebook home page. I realize that as time progresses, I often attract new viewers to my online platforms. My blog offers the most exposure to my work. And it continues to provide the impetus for my creative drive. I truly appreciate those who have supported me in the past along with my most recent subscribers. Taking a page from my “A Rewind” series I started on Facebook, I think it is only proper that I do the same here on my art blog. So periodically I will post an image from an earlier post.
Weekly Photo Challenge: Renewal
This piece entitled “Summer’s Warm Embrace” was one of a series of digital photo collages created in the year 2004 which examines the process of recovery. This piece definitely represents the transitional moment when one attempts to liberate oneself through the beauty of nature and self-discovery. Intimate sustaining renewal.
Weekly Photo Challenge: Renewal
In my last posting for this challenge I chose the subject of the city as a place of renewal; either as a new place of discovery or a place of departure. For me it was a place of departure. I was in need of an environment that was vast, natural and organic. A place where sky and mountain converge. A rural landscape. I found it here in the Carolina’s. A definite place of renewal and self-discovery. This image is entitled: The In-between Space: Sky and Mountain. Hiking to the summit of this mountain was quite invigorating and challenging. The overall experience Zen-like.
Weekly Photo Challenge: Renewal
Another great challenge: Renewal. It certainly can be seen and expressed in many forms. This piece is from “The City Series” and is entitled “Across The River The City That Sleeps With Dreams.” Both the city and our dreams can be a starting point to or a departure point from when finding the path to renewal. In my own experience; one of past substance abuse and present recovery, the city and leaving it was the impetus for renewal. I found a new way to dream. I may never return to the big city life, for now living in a rural setting with mountains, have given me a new lease on life. Next up for the challenge of renewal are mountains.
New Landscapes: Winter – Departure Songs And Shattered Recordings
Oh if it’s more than I should
It’s more than I ever could
If my heart needed you to stay
At the end of the day
Would you go
Oh my life’s story is so thin
Underneath this torn skin
Lost in the hardness
Of this bitter chill
– a Winter
With nothing more to fill
Oh it’s more than I ever should
– if only
I could
New Landscapes: Winter – Tape Loops And Departure Songs
I just want to lie down
In the cold white snow
And listen
To the dreams
Come crashing down
I just want to sit down
In the bitter Winter snow
And listen
To the silence
Come screaming in
New Landscapes: Winter – A Wonderland Of Dreams With You
A dream lingering in fire
With the warm pulse
Of departure songs
A Winter of magic and loss
– gone
In a cold and deepening frost
New Landscapes: Winter – A Tape Recording Of Your Departure
we could fight
on a cold winter night
– with bitter kisses
New Landscapes: Winter – The Silent Season
I walk alone
– in silence
My footsteps left behind
Frozen in time
The snow painted path
Bathed – in silence
Your whispering voice
On the cold haunting wind
New Landscapes: Winter – The Film Of Life
An empty theater
A foreboding glacier chill
The bitter reminder
Of a life story un-fulfilled
New Landscapes: Winter – The Never Ending Darkness
Without ever an end
This tunnel of love
Filled with the coldness of night.
New Landscapes: Winter – The Reflective Frost Of The Heart At Night
In the dark of night
On the edge of sky
A bitter frost
New Landscapes: Winter – The Lost Beauty Of Incomplete Things
A journey so far
Miles from your arms
Cascading down
Falling like stars
The rocky spiral of moments
– lost
On the cliffs of Winter
And the bone shattering sadness
Found in the dark below
And in the watery grave …
The lost beauty
Of incomplete things
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