It's a brave new world...

Hello World- This is me...

This blog for the last few years has been part diary, part experiment and part sketchbook for college... I'll keep it in this form, it's a good place to write and to list my loves, to remind myself that this world is beautiful and magical, and to let pieces of my heart and soul out into it, hoping they wind up in the right hands... But I've started another to list the daily things, the iphone photography (which is despite my protests is changing my days) and the quick, unpoetic thoughts...Ink and Light Arts

The woman I am despite her love of light and photography loathes being in front of the camera, she has avoided it since she was thirteen, it's sure to make her run or ruin her day, no item other than certain people can conjure fear and insecurity as quickly as this... I had an awful experience with a photographer recently and so I'm trying to face the fear... and so this is what my summer is looking like; peony roses and blue skies, new music and a new toy, cotton and chiffon... and this? this is me...

And the crack in the tea cup...

Today my world is a wash of greens, blues and golden light, the swallows are long home and flit against a tall, cotton sky. That golden sun warms my bones yet I find myself missing the sound of rain. It's days like this that I wish I was a painter, the materials of my work as fluid as the weather... It's been a tough year, full of wishes coming true and deep, dark hurts. My Masters is over, graduation has come and gone and I am cast adrift. Here in this ending place my heart is a little more broken, pieces of it left in the hands of the unworthy and given wholly to the tales I told... I miss my camera and I miss sleep - so deep and true. There is a tower of books building by my bed, perhaps they will keep me safe. I'm so tired it has seeped into my bones, like a fog has settled around me, but those who love me are calling me home, tea cups waiting for me with cake and candles... I am without a map, my plans slipping through my fingers like that summer rain or floating away like untethered kites, yet more than ever I know who I am- I'm taking the days a moment at a time,finding beauty and narrative in all things, breathing deep and finding my way...
Speaking of; I've started a Tumblr blog for all those daily little things I never get around to posting here, I hope you'll take a look- Ink and light Arts on Tumblr.

Today I love my bike and blues, blue stripes and blue skies, butterfly blue dresses and blue denim shirts. I love those honeysuckle and champagne nights full of stars, and music both old and new, I love blank notebooks and beginnings and as always I loathe selfishness and impatience. Today the woman I want to be is beautiful, inside and out, she is someones daylight and is worthy in all her flaws. She laughs daily and knows shes home,safe and sound...