my life in photographs

I opened a book where my summer flowers were pressed against the pages. I took the flowers out and spent my early morning hours admiring them. I really do love flowers, they somehow make me feel complete. Maybe it's the nostalgia of my summertime, maybe it's the prettiness of each petal, or maybe it's how each flower is fragile and alive one day but soil the next, kind of like a human being. Flowers remind me how very alive I am so I grow them and sow them and press them into books so I can always be reminded.

Art is aerobics for the heart. I need these quiet hours in a day so I can write, wonder, and build a better world for myself to live in.

Do you know the muffin man? Twelve Bran muffins minus one because I was hungry and I can't take a photograph pretending my muffins are worth eating if I haven't tried them for myself.

I want to always dress like I belong to a storybook.

Dear pineapple, I love you.

I adore the sleeves on this vintage dress I found at a local shop here in Calgary called A Vintage Affair. The 1970's sure knew how to make their dresses beautiful.

A song idea came to me when I was sleeping – so today I will place every inch of sorrow and moment of anger into these strings. Playing music sure does wonders for the heart!

"Fear isn't so difficult to understand. After all, weren't we all frightened as children? Nothing has changed since Little Red Riding Hood faced the big bad wolf. What frightens us today is exactly the same sort of thing that frightened us yesterday. It's just a different wolf." ~Alfred Hitchcock

November has been a wild and beautiful month for me. If you want to know how I am feeling, look at the constellations in a night sky, these moments are surreal and full of surprise! I never once thought the wild bird within me would warble for more than a shower faucet or my bedroom walls. Just last week, I sang on the radio in the morning and played for an audience at the Calgary Collection documentary release in the evening. I feel wonderful. I feel brave. It is a great time for the wild bird in all of us.

Photographs from October and November.