Another 4.5 miles around the lake. Ran in the rain this morning. Saw Chadd in all God's beauty. I made two cairns along the trail for Chadd. Two sacred memorials for Chadd. I want him to stay close.
Ran the lake today. While I was out there, I thought of my nephew, Chadd. I thought how I saw that Red Robin in the woods behind the house where he lived with his parents in Columbia South Carolina. Chadd's spirit was close that weekend. And I feel he is very close now.
This is a conversation with my nephew, who transitioned from this earth at the age of 30 years old. I need to process this new state of being in the world and my family. Chadd is no longer here with us. These haiku are meditations and prayers. I am chanting for my nephew's spirit to stay close.
This piece reflects my love of art glass, vintage glass and swaroski crystals. Work in Progress.
Chadd, my radiant and compassionate, nephew died tragically on Sunday, April 8, 2018. Our family prayed his spirit into beauty on April 14, 2018. Our family is broken, as we are still trying to process his loss. Please pray for my sister, Bridget, brother inlaw, David and Chadd's sister, Blair.
I've been accepted into the Rutgers School of Social Work MSW Program Fall 2018. I will specialize in clinical social work with a certificate in aging and health. As a mature student and Baby Boomer I am interested in studying the solo aging demographic, as well as the benefits of proactive and creative aging. I am so honored and excited to be on this journey of self-discovery through service. The Rutgers School of Social Work graduate program is exactly what I've been looking for. There is a daunting amount of work ahead of me. Still, my life's work and my art work are merging. I am forging my passion for the arts with the creative aging movement.
Now, I've not been posting to my blog because Richard and I are experiencing significant life challenges with remaking our home after the farmhouse fire in November. I am so grateful for god's grace, as I pushed through with the Rutgers MSW rigorous graduate application process. I'm so glad that I did not relinquish this goal or put it off.
I look forward to sharing this journey. Gratitude.
Richard and I have experienced a tectonic shift in our lives. There was the life before our house fire on November 10, 2017. The fire wiped away what once was...as it purged a significant part of what was our home. Subsequently, we have relocated to a rental property that we own in, Beacon, NY. As our house in Shawangunk needs serious renovations. Still, we are grateful for God's grace, as we are reminded of what is real and what is most valuable in this world.
This Christmas, New Year's Eve and New Year Day, I provided companionship and family support at the Kaplan Family Hospice Residence, where I am a certified hospice volunteer. I've been sitting quietly with precious souls who are transitioning from this world. It is an honor to hold their hand, read, talk and to pray for them and their families. In those moments time ceases to exist, as I am experiences what is deeply human, yet super natural: our breath. We are breathing life and death in every inhalation and exhalation...And at any moment, our breath could stop...Peace.
I am so grateful for what this volunteer opportunity has brought to my life. It is a tremendous honor to serve this way. It certainly helps to keep my own life and sense of loss in perspective.
I've also joined the new cohort of volunteers for Meals on Wheels of Greater Newburgh. I will work a weekly 2 hour shift delivering meals to elders. I will write more about that experience in the coming days.
For now, I'm getting ready to leave for hospice.
Happy Blessed New Year!
I'm making recycled art necklaces for the first time. This series centers on vintage 45s.
Records are imbued with emotional context. They are tactile memories. Records were once prized possessions; and the records we bought bared Wittness to our souls. Our record collection told our friends and neighbors who we were and what was important to us. The records we owned screamed our defiance and our core nature.
In this series of mixed media art necklaces, I've combined vintage 45s with old accounting ledger board. The resulting bib necklaces are surprising to me. Suddenly, I see math. Math is beautiful! Numbers are ancient and creative. Putting it all on the record is a bold statement, too. (Pun intended.)
Pencils, also have their unique place within our sense memories...Do you remember the first time you held a pencil? for the human species, the pencil is the undisputed tool that carries us into literacy. To command a pencil, is to think, exist and be counted on this earth. Pencils are powerful.
I'm excited for where this recycled necklace series will take me.
Richard and I were honored to have been among the invited artists for the Marist College Ethical Fashion Fair 2017.
The Marist College Ethical Fashion Fair was a unique opportunity to engaged with Marist fashion majors, along with the greater student body and faculty. Conversations were lively. I made a point of asking each student and faculty member about themselves, when they approached my table to browse. Subsequently, we benefited from exchanging authentic personal points of view. I wasn't just there to sell. My interactions were intentionally meaningful and beyond transactional.
As artists who live and work green, it was a pleasure to share our sustainable wearables with the Marist College community. Richard and I enjoy the smiles and 'aha' moments as our ingenuity sparks curiosity in those who encounter our recycled works. Marist College students plan and run the entire event. They should be commended for their hard work and dedication to exposing the Marist campus to sustainable culture through fashion. Richard's recycled truck tire rubber bags and belts, made people think. My old record necklaces inspired conversations about recycling plastic materials for art in a non toxic way.
The sustainable works on display made an impression. Shopping sustainably can turn one away from blind/thoughtless consumerism, while leading toward connecting what we wear directly to individuals who make; while also celebrating the beauty of narrative based cruelty free remnants and legacies.
I've just returned home from a marvelous and deep weekend spent with my mother and sister. They allowed me to photograph them for my project. Photographing people whom I have an intimate connection with, is becoming one the most profound artistic experiences I've ever embarked upon.
I continue to be thrilled beyond belief by what my eyes can see through a macro lens...I have been pulled into another world. And today, I was able to run two miles without pain for the first time in 6 months! My runners knee seems to have healed. I am so grateful. I plan to take it easy though. I'm going to come back to running slowly, while still biking almost daily. Temperance. #gratitude
I drove many miles completely out of my way to shoot this tree. It changes so much daily. I was lucky to catch it in full flame, the other day. Today, there are washes of pink mixed with deep Burgundy...This old piece of glass is bringing me so much joy. Loving my vintage Nikon lens! I can hardly contain myself. #gratitude
I read an article in the Wall Street Journal today that reported on the lack luster fall that is happening in New York City. The trees have been slow to turn and the colors are not as bright as those of us who live in the Hudson Valley are accustomed to. Now, I know I'm not crazy! I've been remarking to friends and family about how I missed the bright yellow maple leaves in my yard this fall. They were burnt by the late September heat wave. Subsequently, the leaves shriveled and fell to the ground without fanfare. The fall foliage photographs that I've been capturing, tell the story of a very dry fall, where the leaves that were left behind blaze and flame out as jazz quartets, as opposed to tabernacle choirs. Still, I am blown away by the arresting beauty and silence...And if it's possible to fall in love with a camera lens, I am in love with an old piece of glass...
Bicycled 10 miles this morning. I wanted to go further, but I have projects due for my sound design class. Currently, I am working on a multimedia artwork that incorporates my photography with personal narrative. I've gestated this work for a long time. I've been taking photographs as part of my creative process for years. However, this is the first time that I'm using photography as a primary medium for self expression. I'm excited for where this process is taking me.
12 miles around the lake. Omg...The trails are much more challenging than the road. The gravel gives drag and resistance. And the rock scrambles had me staying especially alert and on my toes. There were not that many folks out there which was awesome because I was able to ride hard and push myself. I loved the absence of cars. Being in nature on my MTB was sublime. The trails are challenging on the MTB, as there are lots of steep hills. I'm looking forward toward riding through winter.
I ran 4 miles around lake last Saturday. That was my first run in 6 months. My knees felt awesome. I'm not feeling any residual pain. I feel healed; the runners knee is behind me. However, I am going to stay on the bike, for now. I'm having so much fun. Gratitude.
What an amazing day. I got to view, learn and photograph some of the most majestic birds of prey who reside in New York State. Unfortunately, so much of their habitat is being destroyed by us.
Spirit work, as I practice seeing...This photograph captured with my vintage Nikon lens takes my breath away...In that moment, I was looking toward the light...
Walked four miles today around the lake. I took my camera along with me. I wanted to try out my vintage Nikon Nikkor Zoom AI-S 35-135mm f/3.5-4.5. I'm in love with the artful expression of light through this lens.
Vintage lens attached to an old camera body, opens a whole new world and way of seeing. I'm in love with my old Nikon lens.