Sunday, July 5, 2015

Where I'm At


Here I am, in my sixth year of crafting my content on this blog and I have managed not to monetize it. All my thoughts, over-sharing, insights and images has led to little celebrity nor has it brought in a centime (I'm dating myself) of income. That's not necessarily a bad thing if you enjoy communicating with your inner circle of admirers and readers and friends. The downside is the time crafting these bits of narrative (we're talking almost 800 posts) could have been possibly spent doing something else that made money. (Emphasis by my husband. I'll stop there.)


Still, I am regularly inspired by what surrounds me and this time of year all the flowers blooming capture my gaze and who doesn't like examining beauty? (and thank you to Lisa M. who made lunch and let me wander camera in hand in her backyard.)


I made a little pact with myself that at 100,000 views (an imminent event- like today) I would take stock.


 Do I keep doing this? Why? Why not?

Any suggestions or comments made by anyone out there would be deeply appreciated. Thoughts please!!

Wednesday, July 1, 2015

Steven Salzman at Bard




I've written before of my admiration for Steven Salzman's artwork and when he told me about his upcoming installation of prints at Bard College's Reem-Kayden Center  I was onboard to drive up and document his exhibit, "Contemporary Physics in Black and White". Steven has long been fascinated by mathematical principles and creating visual representations of these ground breaking insights in to matter, space and time and I have come to respect the intellectual rigor and visual appeal of his work. Anytime an artwork engages both my aesthetic and my intellect my respect for the power of creativity is renewed anew. Congratulations Steven on this latest accomplishment- I'm proud to call you my friend.








Tuesday, June 30, 2015

La bellezza della Puglia




It's nice to be home but Italy was far prettier (at least to me).

Sunday, June 28, 2015

Re-entry on a Rainy Day

 

Sometimes it's hard to push away the melancholy that arises after the fact. The urgency to get out, the excitement of new places, the anxiety of return, the relief of one's familiar surroundings, and then the pangs of wishing for a life when the known is yet to be discovered and possibility hovers deliciously in the future.

We have lived in Sleepy Hollow for twenty years- many moons in this quaint corner of the world. Taking stock and seeking gratitude is complicated by desires and yearnings that exceed the here and now. Forward momentum stirs goals anew in the quest for change.

Saturday, June 27, 2015

Missing Otrento....



...but glad to be home. Like many travelers who experience a kind of transition hell when moving via buses, trains and planes with more stuff than is easily manageable, I was very happy to arrive back in the U.S. of A. and see the familiar sight of my husband and our car when I emerged weary and intact from the terminal at Newark yesterday. Sleeping in my own bed, I tossed with restless dreams of Italy, the sound of motorinos and the music made by the groups of people laughing and chatting in Italian strolling the narrow streets at night. Too many photos to edit and figure out what exactly I managed to capture in my camera- but a few to share and hope you like!