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A different view

sunflowers

Could have been a farmer’s wife,
moved a simple mile from my parent’s home,
watched those green fields forever

I was an artist’s wife,
the muse without a thing to call my own,
placed on a shelf with all the other pretty things

Now I am me – growing in the bright blue New Mexico sky.
Now I am a partner – not just a wife.
Now I am a mother – marveling at the children whom I birthed.
Now I have my own vision.
And I’m nurturing it in the bright blue New Mexico sky.

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Contemplating Photography

footprints

I’ve been pondering my love affair with photography recently. I feel like I lost my way a bit – am I taking that photo because I think someone else will love it (ie. I can sell it) or because I love it? Sadly, it seems the answer has more often than not be the former instead of the latter. And it’s so telling when I go through the images later.

Part of this realization has been because I’ve been going through my photography archives, archiving, adding keywords, getting rid of the chaff – and I find myself loving my old work so much more than the 2009 stuff. And the old stuff is more photoshop-centric, creating surreal tableaus, bending and blending images into what I see in my head.

This image is from my trip to Artfest 2007. Two of my favorite images from that trip blended to capture how that trip made me feel.

Free

reaching

seeking

flexing

and

finding my true self

my inner voice

my interior visions

being brought into the light

that was a great trip

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Quiet at 2am

quiet at 2am

the whir of the fan

house sighs

cats paws on tile floors

bliss

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not silenced

you cannot silence me

not with your sneer

not with your force

definitely not with your wit

cover my mouth

I will scratch out my missives to the world

bind my hands

my eyes can still sing my story

you cannot silence me

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Fireworks

when we met I thought you were fireworks

dazzling

intense

fleeting

a single moment in the story of my life

but you are the sun

warm

constant

strong

you burned away my mourning clothes

and fill my days with golden light

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