Every corner of my mind is bursting with heaps of inspiration from our time on the farm.
When I am there it comes in great doses, every where I look, every walk I take, every time of day. I realize more with every visit to the farm that going there each summer as a child hugely influenced my inspiration and my appreciation of the subtle details in nature. The hazy light brings back some of my earliest memories...the thrill of getting up at dawn to ride in the wagon on the back of my grandfather's tractor to the blueberry field...
walking barefoot on the moss in the forest...
flattening my body to peer through the underbrush, wanting to know the mysteries of the darkness in the woods...
chasing the flock of Guinea Hens and loving the way their spotted feathers flashed as they ran...
the crunch of the gravel on the farm's dirt road.
Like pieces of a puzzle all of these bits stir within me, reforming a whole that I glimpse in parts as I work in the studio, places that I access, worlds that I disappear into.
Senses alive and fully awake.
The world of childhood regained for moment.
5 comments:
How beautifully you presented impressions from your childhood!
So so SO gorgeous! Those orange mushrooms just lit the fire of my muse - so I can only imagine how you must feel. Thanks for sharing these gorgeous images!
Wow, I am still blown away by the images from your family farm. I can only imagine how these experiences shaped your creative eye as you grew up. What a gift. And now you are sharing it with your own children. Another gift.
These photos are wonderful and you are so beautiful, thanks for sharing these lovely Faith. I love it that even though you live in New York, you still respect and enjoy nature so much, thats awesome.
Lovely photos! You can feel the earth right though the screen. Love them!
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