random

once again, an hour or more of careful arranging yielded half a dozen very neat, very stylized, very low-energy (to borrow a phrase) photos. then i spilled the turkey feathers from a height of a couple of feet, and photographed them. spilled them again, and photographed them again. and suddenly they were possessed of the randomness and fertile energy of nature.

wild turkey feathers

st. paul, minnesota

  • janice says:

    Yea for randomness…great photo

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healthy at the core

a portrait of mary jo in early 2017. i have retreated a bit into my center, where i still feel quite young and hopeful and vital. this is partly a response, based on the way i am wired, to the turbulence of my country’s current public life, and partly a positive retreat into a creative bubble where i am generally happiest. so, here i am. healthy at the core, and just a little frayed at the edges.

palm lamina

autignac, france

  • Janice says:

    Your description nailed my feelings perfectly. thanks

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  • janice says:

    Your words nailed my feels perfectly!

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subdued celebration

if a cornucupia celebrates the colorful abundance of harvest season, this wreath is intended to celebrate the muted late winter beauty of places with four seasons, when everything is dry and faded and colors flatten so as not to distract from the season’s striking shapes. soon enough, spring will paint everything lime green again. but i can wait.

wreath of dried flowers, leaves, and seeds

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off a duck’s back

those droplets are the cares of a troubled time. they are the obligations that don’t give pleasure. they are the digital distractions announced by a synthetic iPhone chime. they are the 3am worries. they are the whispers of self-doubt. they are all the ways that 2017 wants to get in the way of a simple creative routine. look at them all beaded up and ready to slide off into the blackness.

mallard feather

st. paul, minnesota

  • Heather H. says:

    Whoa. I’d like to see this blown up on my wall. Stunning, Mary Jo.

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  • Janice says:

    Wonderful photo. This crazy world calls for more creativity. Keep going!

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  • Brigitte Fisher says:

    Absolutely love this photo! Well I love them all but this one speaks to me.

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  • This photo stole my breath as it came into my screen. Bravo! I love your posts. Each one, each day. Thank you.

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endless creation

i’m trying to be learn from the plants around me, who grow next year’s buds before this year’s leaves have completely fallen. what projects am i completing? which am i planning for next year? which are growing little buds in the back of my mind right now, and how long do i leave them to overwinter before it’s time to ask them to burst into life?

lacecap hydrangea in winter

st. paul, minnesota

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