Random Thoughts

IMPERMANENCE I’ve been thinking about the concept of impermanence.  The idea of “forever” not really being forever.  The premise that nothing is forever.   Nothing. While that may seem like a sad reality, in actuality when I started pondering it the other day it was in a celebratory manner.  I was thinking something like, “These sunny days (both weather-wise and attitude-wise) will not be around forever – I need to enjoy them while they are here!”.  It didn’t feel like a negative reaction to the realization of impermanence, it felt like a gentle nudge – a reminder – that our time here is short and meant to be enjoyed.  I am not sure what started me on this train of thought.  It could be the impending end of year, but I hope it is something less cyclical than that. It might be that my lovely two week period of not taking any work is coming to a close, but I hope that is not the reason.  The truth is; I guess I think about impermanence a lot, though I hadn’t labe

Spider Web Farm Road?  Ewww.  Who would want to live there?  Me! We happened upon Spider Web Farm Road while meandering.  We were in the car and knew the final destination was “home”, but were taking our sweet time getting there from Burlington, VT.  The trip had started with a purpose – developing and rehearsing a new theatre piece in Maine.  That objective had been accomplished (for now) – leaving farms, old cemeteries, and interesting little towns to explore.  So when I spotted the street sign for Spider Web Road, I hollered, “Stop!  Let’s take a photo!”.  We turned around and then noticed it was more than just a ROAD – it was (as the sign proclaimed) the SPIDER WEB FARM.  Curious…  We had stopped at a couple farms already to pick up home grown corn, peaches, caramel made with goat milk, and admire huge sunflowers.  Surely this was the same as those other farms – a FARM named SPIDER WEB, not a farm that GREW spider webs!  Growing spider webs is only someth

Inspiration, Beauty, and Joy On April 7, 2013 I began a project.  I don’t consider myself an artist really, yet this felt like art, performance art of a sort. The idea came to me one afternoon.  I wanted to see through other people’s eyes.  To narrow the focus, I wanted to see inspiration, beauty, and joy as other people saw it.  My method:  cameras.   I hopped on Freecycle and within a few hours I had two working digital cameras that I was not afraid to abuse.  A trip to Home Depot and we brought home long, thin wire and small metal ferrules (crimps) to secure them.  2 pieces of paper, some watercolor paints, plastic covers and voila – I was ready to go.  My system:  leave cameras out in the open with a provocation for people to use them.  Do not interact – leave the subjects on their own to explore.  Then sit back and wait.  And wait. It turns out not everyone is a person who stops (see previous blog posting “A Person Who Stops”).   This has been my bigge