there’s a lot to say, but the words are slow to come.
if i had to pick just one, “change” comes to mind. try as i might, a can’t seem to get a grasp on anything right now. it’s all moving so quickly, like gold dust through my fingers. one moment, one day, one season right into the next. beautiful, yes, but so very fleeting.
spring and fall always seem to find me on the cusp, hoovering for just a few moments before closing my eyes and taking the plunge. it’s exhilarating and exhausting all at once, but i wouldn’t want it any other way.
i always say that fall is my favourite season, but spring holds a very special place in my heart. spring makes me laugh — it sneaks up on me with a warm breeze, and suddenly, everything is alive and filled with colour! it’s an awakening, a rebirth, a beginning, and that fills me with hope. hope and peace and grace — the loveliest of things.
there are moments, like today, when i feel at the top of the pendulum’s swing, exhilarated by the view, all the while knowing that it’s just a momentary pause of clarity followed by a rush of change.
but, as they say, change is good.
spring is my perennial reminder.
as i mentioned earlier, one of my photographs was selected as a winner in the annual dcist exposed photography show. yay me! this exhibit will be hosted by long view gallery in washington, dc later this month. 42 images by area photographers, selected from over 600 submissions by a panel of dcist.com editors, will be featured. here are the details:
- what: dcist exposed photography show
- where: long view gallery, 1234 9th street nw, washington, dc 20001
- exhibit: march 26 through april 7
- opening night receptions: march 26 and 27, 6-10pm, tickets are available here
the opening night receptions will include offerings from beer sponsor 3 stars brewing company, food sponsor farm to feast catering, and entertainment from dj sequoia. it’s going to be a rocking time. i’ll be there. you should be there, too.
this is me.
seemingly filled with light, but really just barely keeping my head above the shimmering surface of very dark water.
this is me hiding behind my cheshire smile because i can’t possibly let on that i am making this all up as i go along. and i haven’t a clue which way is out or up or through.
the truth is, the scenery is looking less and less familiar and i think that’s both necessary and frightening.
you can’t possibly see what i see.
this is me becoming.