self consciousness

self consciousness

i love how sort of casually this eucalyptus is standing, leaning on one hip, looking around for someone to talk to, trying to be casual, like a high schooler at a dance. i wonder if it is concerned, teenager like, about its very menthol scented body odor.

eucalyptus

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things you cant un-know

things you can’t un-know

if you grew up in late 20th century america, you can’t help but look at this photo and think about jolly rancher candies. why are they called jolly rancher? what does ranching have to do with tart-sweet hard candies? and why is the rancher in question jolly? what is it about his ranching that puts him in such a good mood? i confess i don’t understand the first thing about jolly rancher candies. and yet, here they are, leaping into my consciousness at the first sight of slightly oversaturated citrus colors. italians have the smell of slowly ripening bolognese sauce. greeks have the smell of the aegean sea. moroccans have the smell of preserved lemon and mint tea. i have jolly ranchers.

lemon, lime, cara cara orange, blood orange, navel orange slices

  • Kimbersew says:

    oh yes. Green apple was always my favorite, followed closely by watermelon. Entirely artificial, I’m sure.

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winter wildflowers

winter wildflowers

our culture celebrates youth, freshness, and color, but i’ve always been attracted to endurance and a graceful acceptance of the indignities that time brings about. i will happily spend most of my years looking a little  bit brittle and gray, if you’ll give me a lot of years, and if i get to spend them mostly vertical and mostly looking up at the sun.

wild sunflower stems in winter

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remains of the day

remains of the day

february and march are the two busiest months of the year for our household. my husband is a tax preparer, and in these two months he will see nearly 400 clients in our home office. it’s a crazy way to earn an income. but it affords us some pretty significant free time for the remainder of the year. time we both get to spend on our respective creative loves; writing for steve and of course STILL for me. it’s a trade-off we made consciously several years ago, and we don’t regret it most of the time. it is winter in minnesota after all. and by the time these icicles on our eaves are done melting, tax season will be over. and we will come out of the house and blink into the sun, like bears, thinking about honey, and rubbing ourselves on trees.

dripping icicles

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enduring inspiration

enduring inspiration

you have probably seen something like this before. i was asked to recreate some of my former work as part of a recent video shoot for a short film that you will be hearing more about soon. the process was as familiar as muscle memory. but the colors and the the shapes of these feathers were like falling in love for the first time with someone you’ve known forever.

found feather collection

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