Streaming light to our community, our state, our nation, and our world.
Halloween 2016 began with no moon; 'a black moon' as described by National Geographic. The darkest night energy bled from night to day.
I say farewell to my dear friend outside Olive and Finch. Her departure to India marks the final moments of summer warmth. Construction still leans on our neighborhood and colors of fall are uninterrupted by the first cold, yet the winter witch is looming. My jaw clenches with sadness and the not knowing of when I will see her next. Into the darkness the day's light slowly moves.
Photo captured at the Barbara Bosworth photography exhibit at the Denver Art Museum.
Bosworth's photography explores "the fleeting effects of light and subtle traces of human or natural activity"
"brings home images that show both the abundance and the mystery of the world around us"
"reminds us that the natural world is tightly woven with the complexities of human existence."
Budapest Midnight is a collection inspired by European cities grown around the climate and resources of nearby rivers. Subject to shifting weather, the elements of fog, wind, chill and heat lean on city dwellers and tourists combing the attractions.
As a traveler, I found layers of scarves an easy daily choice as it allowed me to stretch my wardrobe while living from a carry-on and remaining comfortable whatever the condition. All layers pack easily in whatever purse and add little weight; a thankful realization when boarding trains with my light suitcase.
Designing through ink to paper, Google search and fabric pile, I explore how Budapest fashion mixes prints with headbands, dark simple leggings, vests, open backs and long tanks with side boob.
It is an unpredictable city of layered travel as silk meets wool poplin and pale glamour pout.
With a bridge of worlds, powder violet-silver backlights a golden sky sunset reflected by moving water.
Origami cranes spin in studio.
Suspended from the ceiling, in a doorway and above the s-chair.
Colors move together
a quiet breeze of dancing string.
I absorb my dreams
realizing they are in color
water with lemon, hot bath meditation
ballet yoga in the hall
Perspective shot of wedding car. In Morrison Colorado, the car sits on blocks near a white church. Across the street is a friendly brunch spot with water feature. A hidden wine room sits below the fountain.
“I have a fire in me that wants to blast people out of their pattern of yearning for a more fully realized life and yet forgoing every opportunity to bring it about. I no longer simply want to help people heal; rather, I want them to fall in love with the life they have been given." Caroline Myss