visiting my website!
As you can see by my
photos and art work, I like the cool, calm, peace of the outdoors. You may
encounter though, when you breeze through the website, more than the blue sky
of spring, the balmy breezes of summer, the blaze of bold fiery colors of fall
or the icy crust of winter. In fact, you may uncover an array of sights that
sing of a spring robin or sting like an Artic storm.
Ive never been one to settle
for the ordinary.
Perhaps that is
why I choose to live in a place known for its unstable weather. Michigan has a
temperament that only a Diva understands. Its weather pattern is a true
phenomenon. Totally unpredictable. Once, with a July vacation up north in mind,
I packed for tepid, if not warm, weekend. Surely it would be in the high
seventies, if not eighty. Shorts, sleeveless tops, sun tan lotion. Not to my
dismay but certainly to test my fortitude and adaption skills, I encountered a
weekend of high winds, a daytime of forty-five degrees and a sky filled with so
many stars, it took my breath away. We sat in front of a campfire most of the
time. Roasted hot dogs were gourmet to the max.
So when I
relinquish the real of me, through art, writing or photography,
there is no set theme, no programs, no expectations. Im all four seasons.
As for lessons in life, usually learned in progression, there have been
particular events that led to an awakening. Life is a constant shuffle, a flow,
an upset, a dichotomy. Spring, summer, fall, winter. A turn of events that can
make you laugh until you cry. Or a turn of events that will make you cry until
you are dry, empty.
Thus I explore the WHO, HOW, WHERE, WHEN and attempt to uncover
What I hope to
project in this website is the eagerness to dive into everyday experiences.
Those events, those stories that you and I share because of their reality.
For instance, the
handsome fellow on the left is a beach buddy I met in Hilton Head, South
Carolina. He let me capture him on the shoreline, five feet between us, in all
his grand masculine glory. I knew this beautiful creature was male because a
female would be preening
fixing herself for the camera.
Yes, I am a writer
now. A varied past
youth has its distortions about who and what one should
achieve. Wide-eyed at one time, wife, mother, nurse, explorer. Seasoned,
I dont know when one begins or ends. No one role is
exceptional or universal. Life is an ongoing process.
Im in the midst of
understanding yesterday, discovering what life will offer tomorrow.
In the meantime, I
want to share, Who, How, Where, When. Ive encountered remarkable people.
They appear in my stories. Our paths have crossed, we will meet again. Not all
stories are enlightening or even delightful. The essence of life brings us
glory, sadness, revelation.
journey. Ill share mine.
Welcome to my