i am not big on shooting flowers. they are pretty, they smell wonderful and they are fascinating but i am never drawn to photograph them. the reasons why are too long and boring to list.
this past week we've spent our "vacation" on the water of st. pete with my family ( i think it's more of sick leave for me). my dad thought it would be cool for me to take a photo of this flower that he loves every day as it bursts open. i've only taken one photo- haven't made it out there since sunday- but as i was lookin over my pictures this one struck me. it's a picture of how i'm feeling......
i was SOOO ready to kick back and relax this week. instead i'm barely able to move from one room to another.
and now i feel ready to burst.
i can't draw, i can't take pictures, typing is exhausting.
i found this quote in my journal and i don't remember where it's from but it seemed fitting.
so, in someone else's words, here it is:
"i have never been an ordinary artist, for as long as i can remember i have made sense of things on paper. i sketch images that run so close to the edges of the page, they are in danger of falling off. and sometimes things are revealed in my drawings that i do not understand. when i look back at my drawings from when i was a child i am always surprised. i have sketched things i should not have known, secrets that have been revealed. when people see my drawings they seem fascinated. they ask me if i know what these things mean, but i never do. i can draw the image, but people have to face their own demons."