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Hi, all.  I have a new article  posted on the lovely website Creativity Portal.com.  Check it out and let me know what you think.  Meanwhile, wherever you are in your day, I hope all goes well! 😉

To Define or Not to Define:  That is the Question

 

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I’m lucky to live in an area where pretty much any day of the week I can stumble upon a farmer’s market in a park or public square.  So inspiring both my writing and photography right now are the foods and flowers of the season. The idea for this recipe came about after Steve and I had actual beef carpaccio at a local restaurant.  The artful arrangement of the meat and other ingredients on the plate made me curious if it was possible to create  a similar dish using just vegetables.  The answer:  absolutely! 😉

 

 

Vegetarian “Carpaccio

* 2-3 medium white summer beets
* 1 stalk green garlic
* 1/4 cup diced red onions
* capers
* olive oil
* black pepper
Directions: Thinly slice beets and layer on a plate. Top with thinly sliced green garlic, diced red onions, and capers. Drizzle with extra virgin olive oil. Sprinkle with black pepper.

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

 

 

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“Magic is in the Van Gogh Cafe in Flowers, Kansas, and sometimes the magic wakes itself up, and people and animals and things notice it.  They notice it and are affected by it and pretty soon word spreads that there is a cafe — the Van Gogh Cafe — that is wonderful, like a dream, like a mystery, like a painting and you ought to go …”

* Words from Cynthia Rylant’s The Van Gogh Cafe

* Image by Lorraine


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A new article is available for viewing online at Creativity Portal on finding inspiration through collaboration.  Enjoy!

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Yesterday, for a small friend, I drew the blueberry of happiness.  It sat beneath an orange tree, at rest like a wise old sage.  In the sky above an orange plane rose above orange clouds.  Higher and higher into the sky it rose until night fell, and then the plane passed the moon.  As you might imagine, it was no ordinary moon, but one with bright emerald eyes.  My little friend had me add some fancy sneakers, and then it was her mom who suggested the wizard’s hat.  Ah, teamwork. 😉  Next time she visits I’ll put out some strawberries and see what story we unveil.

Previous stories inspired by my little friend:  In the Butterfly House.

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Recently for the first time as an adult, I saw the movie musical Showboat.  Its most famous song is “Old Man River,” sung by Paul Robeson.  If you have not heard the song as sung by him, I encourage you to listen just once.  Similarly, I encourage you to listen to Sam Cooke’s rendition of “A Change is Gonna Come.” Despite the hardships, the pain, the unbearable burdens of this life captured in these and so many other songs about the African American experience in the U.S., there is always an underlying thread of hope that one can withstand the hardship, if only to give one’s offspring a chance at a better life.

Hope is on my mind quite a bit this Sunday and not just because I’ve been listening to old songs.   I read an excellent query posed by Dave Mance III, editor of Northern Woodlands Magazine.  He asks what gives the readers of the magazine hope.  (Read more here.)  As I started to think about my answer, negro spirituals popped into my head, but so did the cover image of the book, Delia’s Tears, a book about race, science and photography in nineteenth century America.

The focus of the book is fifteen images discovered in the attic of Harvard University’s Peabody Museum in 1976.  Today, they are iconic images.  If you have ever watched a PBS program on slavery, you have probably seen the faces.  I admit I accepted the visage of these slaves without thought to who they were and where they lived.  I accepted them as representative without thinking of them as individual.  But they were individuals.  Slaves on 1850 Columbia, South Carolina plantations photographed for a revered Harvard University professor convinced that Africans were biologically inferior.  When I look into their eyes, I wonder where these individuals found hope.  I wonder where my own slave ancestors found hope as they worked in Virginia and North Carolina.

I find hope in the sunrise and sunset.  The light that leaks in through a window, that dots the midnight sky.  I know it sounds hokey but it is true.  Even if my eyes are closed, if I can feel the sun’s rays, there is something hopeful in the sensation.  And maybe that’s it, at least for me.  There’s something about simply interacting with the world — seeing the possibilities, feeling them, hearing the stories of others –that inspires a sense of one day, just maybe, that possibility might come true for me or for the ones I care about in this world.

Anyway, that’s my random musings on a sunny Sunday in Massachusetts.  Wherever you are in the world, hope you’re having a good day.

 

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If there is a theme tying together these end of year inspirations, it is the idea of sharing memories and of bearing witness. Whether with pen in hand or a camera, I re-learned this year that I am a witness in this world, one who has the privilege of sharing what I see and experience with others. With that thought in mind, I share below just a few of the people, places and things inspiring me as 2010 wraps up. I thank them for being in the world and I thank you for reading this blog.

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Inspired by … Bob

As Verger at Trinity Church in Copley Square for over 40 years, Bob Yearwood has borne witness to much. He has certainly inspired me over the years I have known him with his generosity and goodwill toward all, and that was before we even sat down for a recent interview during which I learned so much more. His full interview is forthcoming in a publication to be announced. Meanwhile, here is a bit of Bob in his own words:

“I believe in being positive about life, and age has nothing to do with it. I say whatever age you are is what you are and work it out best you can. Spend time with your family. Travel. One day it will all be over. In this life, you’re only going to get what you put in. You’re getting nothing else. Enjoy yourself. ”

Most often stationed in the church’s Parish House at the front desk, he asserts, “I know I couldn’t do this job if I wasn’t a people person. Where else do you get to work amongst the people, to make the connections, to hear their stories, to see the families come through over time, see all the weddings and yes, the funerals, too. People I knew as children come back with their children. There is no better job than this job, of being a witness to these lives, to receive the people who enter these doors. Some will be helped and some not, but no matter what all will be greeted as they enter.”

Inspired by … Family

My oldest brother is nearly fifteen years older than I. I’ve learned from my older relatives that he used to carry me around like I was his child. He used to dress my younger brother and I up as twins. Now that our parents are gone, he has in a sense become the family’s memory keeper. And as the memories surface he shares the stories. Recently, he called to share a memory, a memory sparked by a scene of Charlie Brown learning how to dance. “You were like four. Ma found out I was planning to go to the prom. She asked me, ‘ Do you know how to dance?’ When I admitted no, she said, ‘Well, let me show you.’ Back then it was a slow dance. None of that fast cutting up a rug stuff. Right there in the living room she showed me how to dance. And that’s how I danced at the prom.”

Inspired by … Flowers & Technology

While Anulfo just wrote about his love affair with calla lillies, I must admit that I end the year intrigued by an amaryllis. Large red flowers bloom from a single stalk. Yes, I said red. The adjacent picture is in shades of blue because the other thing that has been intriguing me as the year nears its end is technology. I still prefer to leave my photographs untouched, but I am learning that there is fun to be had in manipulating images, especially images of flowers.

Shades of Gold

You know how I love colors. Well as the year wrapped up, yellow completely enthralled me, in all its many shades.

And Finally …

Friends inspired me in every way. To be calm. To be bold. To be focused and on task. To dream. I hope they help me do all those things next year!

Have a Happy New Year! 😉

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The Harvard Museum of Natural History is one of my favorite places to visit when I am in need of some indoor inspiration from nature.  Established in 1998 as the university’s public face for its three research museums, I find the place to be a bit of a beautiful maze.  Located near Harvard Yard at 26 Oxford Street, you pay for admission on the first floor, then walk up to the third floor to access the exhibits.  There are rooms filled with glass flowers, bright hued minerals, prehistoric bones, and stuffed wild beasts.  There’s nothing quite like looking over your shoulder and then up into the eyes of an elephant.  The exhibits don’t seem to change much though there is currently a new exhibit on antlers (with signs saying “please touch”) and a Harry Potter scavenger hunt.  My favorite exhibit remains the one on color where I am inspired by nature’s color combinations in the feathers of birds and especially in the wings of the butterflies.

 

For more information about the Harvard Museum of Natural History, click here.

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