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In an article titled “Reading for Fashion,” Stan Tymorek writes of clothing inspiring poetry and of poetry inspiring clothing design.   Near the end of the article he makes note of “… the elaborate Japanese geisha costumes that still manage to mirror nature.”

 

 

Well, the kimono robes that  Zoe is creating as part of our collaboration do more than mirror nature.

Each geisha kimono is partially composed of nature photography — the images printed on acid free paper and then applied as dictated by Zoe’s overall design.  Once completed, her two geisha will represent the span and overlap of all four seasons.

 

 

Here’s snow I photographed one winter in Newton, MA forming the belt of one kimono.

Here’s a shell photographed in summer off the coast of Maine fleshing out the petals of this kimono’s rose.

With each new image she shares with me, I grow increasingly inspired by Zoe’s unique expression of the geisha and the elaborate design of their attire.  I consider myself a patient person but I am humbled by her ability to meticulously make her creative vision real … piece by tiny piece of paper.

View the completed artwork in just two weeks at Somerville Open Studios.  Zoe will be joining me at my table, located in the Center for Arts at the Armory, 191 Highland Avenue, Somerville, MA 02143.  Who knows? We may be able to share highlights of our next collaboration. 😉

Below is the link for general visitor information.  Hope to see you there.

http://www.somervilleopenstudios.org/visit/

 

 

Recently, people have asked me why I chase clouds and why I look up so much?

Have I shared these images of the Blue Ridge Parkway?  The older I grow the more I realize how growing up in the foothills of the Blue Ridge has influenced my behavior and perceptions of the world.

 

 

 

 

 

In the Center of It All

A spring flower seen while walking through my neighborhood this weekend.  I’m not sure of the species.  If you know, please share the name with me.

This morning I lay in bed a long time listening to birdsong.  It drifted in through multiple windows, from the trees and bushes surrounding the house, rich layers of sound that were deeply relaxing.  At least, relaxing for me.  I know the birds were hard at work “speaking” to each other.  With spring finally sprung, I’ve seen many birds this past week, including cardinals, blue jays, robins, blackbirds, sparrows as well as the ever present pigeons.   The intensely bright hues of the cardinals and blue jays startled me until I realized they were males trying to catch some attention.  I don’t know which ones sing which songs but together they create quite the symphony.  Care to hear or see for yourself?  Below are a few links you might enjoy.

Why Birds Sing

World’s Largest Archive of Animal Sounds

Songbird Photos on National Geographic

In Fall 2009, Steve and I visited the Blue Hills Reservation, a state park covering 7,000 acres south of Boston.   There we climbed an observation tower where I was able to snap these landscape shots, including one of Boston from afar.  With the weather warming up, we ventured back there recently.  Here are a few images from the day.  No tower shots … yet. 😉

 

 

 

 

Look Up!

A new article appearing on Creativity Portal.  Check it out.  It’s a quick read.  The focus?  Simply look up. Enjoy!

 

 

You just never know where inspiration is gonna come from.

Have you noticed on the back of cars there are often decals indicating the make up of the family? White stick figures roughly indicating gender, age, etc.  The usual line up is X number of parents, X number of children, and X number of cats and dogs.   So the other day Steve and I are out driving.  At a stop light, we see different decals on the car in front of us.  They  indicate the family is composed of two adults and their two ferrets.  We knew they were ferrets because the word ferret had been applied to the car under the image of two long cat-like creatures.  I wasn’t hugely surprised.  Over the years I’ve made the acquaintance of a few New Englanders owning pet ferrets.  What surprised me was hearing the following words said softly beside me, “I miss my mongoose.”

My only childhood experience of a mongoose was watching the animated version of Rikki-Tikki-Tavi on television with my younger brother when I was seven.  As far as I know there were no mongoose in Virginia.  But Steve, whose father served in the U.S. foreign service,  spent several years of his childhood in India.  And there, in a bungalow in Bangalore, he was allowed to add a pet mongoose to his menagerie that already included a Dachshund and Siamese cat.  “The cat used to carry the mongoose around like a kitten, with a hold on the back of its neck.  And the dog allowed the mongoose to pummel its stomach as they all settled down to sleep together.  Quite clearly the mongoose was in charge.”

“Just imagine,” Steve adds with a smile, “A Dachshund, a mongoose, and a Siamese cat walk into a room.  There’s a story there, don’t you think?”  Undoubtedly, especially when you add in a towheaded little boy.

Animal images from http://www.fantom-xp.com/

Steve image by his father circa late 1950’s.

Light Around the House

Sometimes, when I have a lot of writing to do for clients, I give myself (and especially my lower back) a break by getting up, grabbing my camera, and following the light around the house.

The Pillow

The Plastic Tower

Behind the Curtain

The Sake Bottle

Sunset in East Boston

 

 

The Waxwing

An unexpected Sunday sighting by Fresh Pond Reservation in Cambridge, MA, a Cedar Waxwing bird.  When he wasn’t giving me attitude, he was feeding.