Snow Day! and a new love.....

I have a new love.....

an obsessive love....

one that transends time and space....

an unexpected love....

I love talented people,

and 

often 

I find

that women seldom 

gain the recognition that they deserve....

I found Vivian Maier

through a link on Etsy.

A wonderful article telling an interesting tale

of film and negatives, 

lost

and 

found....

a mystery if you like.

I am appreciative of the fact that today 

is a certified "snow day" here in my town,

and the DOT

has asked us to stay home,

if we don't have good reason to drive.

I have good reason to stay home....

and admire the work of a 

woman,

gone

but no longer

forgotten......

smiles

The cake lookers...

That's how I saw these girls....

as a moment in time 

not unlike the 

"Potato Eaters" by 

Van Gogh.

"The Potato Eaters"

were a changing moment for Van Gogh.

He had the desire to transform 

the way he documented life.

He did just that.

He changed the way we too look
at Sunflowers,
Haystacks,
and
Starry Nights....
He had no idea that he was changing
 the world of art.
He died having sold very few paintings.
He died depressed, lonely,
confused, sick and mentally ill.
But his work
changed us all.

This photograph was taken many
years ago.
Perhaps, it may not
seem like a pivotal moment to
you or even, to the bride.
But it was for me.

It was the moment,
the very wedding,
that I saw what
B/W photography could
bring to a wedding.

Rather than concentrating on the
colors of the
dresses, cake, flowers,
etc...
You are moved to look
at the expressions on the participants
faces.
You are more inclined to
observe the detail on the cake,
the texture, and even the weight,
 of the fabric in the dresses.

The whole scene is transformed.

And
I
loved
it.
smiles.

By the sea...

I just love the coast.
I love going down to the beach,
sitting in the sand, exploring for shells,
salty wind in my hair.
I love the sound of waves on the shore.
I love the warm glowing feeling of having been
in the sun just a little bit too long.
I love the meals that we make at the beach, fresh seafood,
fresh melons from the roadside stand, and tomatoes!
I love meeting friends at the beach, as they too are on
vacation, and therefore, much more relaxed and
liable to put aside their "work faces".
Real smiles.
AND lest I forget, my favorite,
BEACH MUSIC! Sand in my shoes,
washed ashore, under the boardwalk, Oh my!
I am so fortunate to have grown up at a time that
was safe and carefree.
The beach I remember from my teens is no longer in
existence, it is covered with condos.
BUT, in my memory it is so vivid, so real,
I can almost taste it.
That's why I paint.
Memories.