Pink has been on my mind of late. It is not a color I normally wear or buy in any form. But as I perused my photos as part of creating a new photo book, I noticed that in nature, I am drawn toward the color, from rosy clouds in the sky to pink petals, leaves and blossoms on earth.
Oddly enough, as I researched the color, I learned that Pantone has announced its 2011 Color of the Year as a Honeysuckle Pink. My pink book is still very much a work in progress. My goal: to produce a quality product ready in time for spring open studios. We’ll see!
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.
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.”
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