me. 6 words by 7 lines.

i don't believe in coincidences. ever.

i will make the world better

experience is the ultimate education. go.

gravity's pull is a brilliant force.

beauty surrounds me. i create it.

nothing in life is ever concrete

being understood is overrated. don't wait.

***daily visual gratitude***


Tuesday

continuing the exploration of the color blue

i will consider the sky

Right now

our views are quite different

i walk outside and look down

and see grass and cement

you see water

i look around and see houses

you see metal and pipes

my long hall has a handful of doors

you have an nearly endless hall of oval passages

i go to the kitchen to cook dinner

for two

and not three

you eat a dinner made for thousands

i hear the din of engines from afar

my sleep interrupted by the sound of birds at 4 am

for you, birds are jets

but it is the catapult and dragging tail hooks

that interrupt your sleep

it feels a world apart

and yet

what we share

is greater than all of that combined

all i have to do to remind me that you are not far

is to go out to my patio

sit on my chair with my feet up

change my perspective

and look to the

sky over the valley

and know it is not that far from where you are

somewhere in the middle

and where we want to be

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***fish bowl***

on a lighter note

i will share that Pucci has also been considering the fish bowl today

swimming in the deep sea

she is the jelly fish

please follow the latest with my alterRR ego

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***daily visual gratitude***

Monday

a focus on the color blue

today i consider life at the aquarium

in the fishbowl

always in perpetual motion

alongside cloned figured

rushing rushing

trying to get somewhere

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predators among the docile

masses with blinders following

manipulations of the sociopathic types

simplistically explained

behaviors rendered neutral

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no rest from the lens of the observers

taking a momentary snapshot

bringing it home

to share with others

tales of that one little slice

of realism through distorted glass

water-displaced and flat depictions

removing the depth of reality

and layers of perspective

into a simple sound bite

to be devoured

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Friday

i can only speak for me when i say this

however, i doubt many would disagree

when the storm is looming

when the barometric pressure changes

but the dark clouds just sit

as a visual reminder

that a goodbye is on the horizon

it is a relief when the rain finally starts

i have compared the looming torture of the deployment storm

to owing a bad debt

the day after saying goodbye

when the raw sting begins to dull

relief comes

as the payments begin

the day counter can finally start

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***daily visual gratitude***

sinking

here we go

the Earth is sucking us in

our house

sinking into to core

askew

can’t stop the gravity

waiting

wishing it wouldn’t happen

knowing better

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***daily visual gratitude***

Monday

it is just hanging

the dark cloud

i don’t want it to rain

but i don’t want to sit in the dark

that looms

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deep breath

minute by minute

there is a little glimmer

of light

a little cool breeze

keep my head down

keep going

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***daily visual gratitude***

Saturday

I can feel the storm brewing

from my kitchen counter.

The pressure has changed since last week.

i am going to close my eyes

and remember what it is like

to have a sense of peace

with an oncoming storm.

I will try to ignore

the dread.

Try.

Knowing the loneliness is on the horizon

in a matter of days

destroys comfort.

it makes everything inside of me

slower,

heavier,

sadder.

weekends alone taunt my heart

challenge my internal calendar.

Friday is the day when the pack is dropped.

Friday makes Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday

Livable.

But not when Friday becomes a reminder of

isolation

while in a crowd of hundreds

the calendar has removed

my dependable motivating force.

Today is Saturday.

I am supposed to enjoy today.

But the oncoming storm

triggers many memories

i cannot erase.

I don’t have thoughts of Friday

to give me strength

only a run-on  phrase

pauses that indicate different days

The period

has been omitted

from my keyboard

My life in limbo

for several months

waiting for the sentence to finally end .

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***daily visual gratitude***

Friday

WARNING

this image is very graphic!

I love the simplicity of graphic print work.

I think this image represents that style.

It is interesting that I am considering that

almost three years after I captured it.

I know exactly why it appealed to me.

The simple and bold signs

juxtaposed with the old French building.

The bright blue sky.

But the little detail that most would miss

is Space Invader

the famous graffiti artist whose work can be found around Europe

left his mark just a couple meters up.

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Wednesday

Wait.

No, it’s Thursday.

clearly I am using the term ‘daily’

rather loosely.

As much as I try to fight it

distraction is my enemy.

It knocks me off course

and so here I am treading water

and trying to get back to smooth sailing.

Being married to a man in the military

is not good for my ADHD artistic personality.

I struggle to find my way

back onto my little self-inflicted path

and each bump makes me more and more angry

that I have to regroup for as many days as I was interrupted.

I should be used to interruption by now.

I am not.

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***daily visual gratitude***

an American cemetery

in Luxembourg

honoring soldiers fallen during WWII

5076

most of whom died during the Battle of the Bulge

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the sky is blue

the clouds keep moving

but the shadow remains

forever and always

of 5076 souls

and for the many more

who lost their beloved

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***behind the scenes***

outtakes

with Pucci

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***balancing act***

this

is certainly

a balancing act

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***Pucci***

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***daily visual gratitude***

thursday

I actually thought things were hard back then

all the traveling

it made me weary.

And, I WAS weary.

As an artist, the hardest thing to do is capture momentum.

But, once you have it, it is often smooth sailing.

However, when you do not,

it is deeply frustrating.

I would work for a couple of weeks and gain momentum.

And, then we would travel for the weekend.

I would return

feeling lost.

It would take me two or three days to even get my engine going again.

Just in time for another weekend

and for more travel.

And, it seems absurd to say that I wasn’t working enough.

I would travel

and take the very pictures that I am sharing.

I would learn the brilliant lessons

that can only come from practice

trial and error

good and back luck.

But some cities did not speak to me.

I expected that each one would.

And, I worked the entire time.

Never did I let my brain rest.

Always searching for the next perfect photo.

I never once let myself off the hook.

I felt like I walked into a brick wall every 10 days or so

causing bruising

that took time to heal.

But I truly did not know

what was to come.

Back in 2011

I only had to answer my own expectations of myself.

That was a luxury I can only hope to reattain

if I am ever so lucky.

Letting myself off the hook

has become a way of life.

And, yet, now, that is not even enough.

Now I am living minute by minute.

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***daily visual gratitude***

wednesday

another of my series

of street photography

is ‘out my window’

I love to take pictures out the window

when we are on the go.

Any window.

As long as it is a vehicle in motion.

And, sometimes the sunroof is the best option.

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