Art is a sharing of the soul that is not to be taken lightly. Each creative act has its own risk and reward. And the ratio is never predictable.
So why do we keep at it?
As a lone painter, a dance group, a production company, a species – why do we keep going back to the fire? I don’t think there’s a single answer, one that applies to all those who create. But, based on my own experience, I feel it’s a question worth examining. Continue reading For the Love of Art→
It turns out I do. Maybe what I really need is a little expectation management, a skill which continues to elude me.
So, maybe the day did not offer the perfect lunar photographic opportunity I had hoped for, but it did present a beautiful alternative in its overcast hand.
Coltsfoot (Tussilago farfara)
Into the Sun.
Around here, yellow is the first truly vibrant color we see as the snows melt. A common wildflower, Coltsfoot, small and unobtrusive, suddenly pops up holding out hope in its tiny bloom.
However, it is always overshadowed by the ornamental Daffodil of seemingly endless variety. Intentionally over-planted, they carry us through the first month of spring, giving us a reminder that the rest of the yard, let alone the forest, is about to burst.
As am I. Could the clouds be clearing? Maybe, maybe not. But so far it’s been a nice day behind the camera.