20 September 2014

This Space

Here.

Where at the end of the day, silver spools unravel in the fading light and glass bottles glisten.  Particles of work hang in the air and my hair and my lashes, lay in grit-and-glitter form across the bench and under my nails.






Where the old rule of "fail, fail again, and fail better" applies each day, where skills are built and humility reigns as I struggle, sometimes succeed, sometimes not...  But they say both triumph and disaster are imposters.  I pretend it's all a masquerade, preferring the lightness of play.





Here where mirrored green lives in and outside of the windows.  Fresh air and fuel mingle.  Chaos lives in compartmentalized corners.  Family portraits, evidence, lineage, letters- these remind me why I choose over and over again this paycheck to paycheck, joy to joy life.  Why I am lucky.  





Here where I forget to turn the page, advance the calendar, where time stands still for a few hours everyday- the only proof of its passing being the coming to fruition of whatever lies beneath my hands.



Here where the music plays and the muses live, battling monsters, resistance, doubt.  Where blessings flow.  Where I am willing if not always able, and that is all that matters. 

Happy Saturday, everyone.
xo
Ro



16 comments:

  1. the feeling herein, so sweet and holy, so full of gratitude….

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    1. Truth, sister. The absolute truth. xoxo

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  2. And you do a good job of it. I love your B&W photos.

    Catherine

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    1. Thank you, Catherine. Perhaps I will see your smiling face in Petaluma? Sending you love from the east...

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  3. A poem in black-and-white, a poem in words. Still waiting for the book, my dear, dear, friend. I adore you!!! You transform my tears. You make my soul sparkle. Thank you for all you make in silver, in photographs, in language, and most of all in love.

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    1. Thank You, sweet lady- I know just who you are. Your support and friendship over the years means the world. I so appreciate you being in my life!! xoxo

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  4. So beautiful... the words...the photos... the sentiments... You do shine through. Always beautiful images, now more so that I've seen the space and you in it, in action, in living color. A privilege indeed. Keep that corner. It makes a beautiful photo, and I bet you wrote while in it? A hug to you. Safe journey this week.

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    1. It was an absolute joy having you here... I will keep the corner. Thank you so much for everything again... I hope to see you soon. <3

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  5. Love your work--- jewelry, photos, writings, and attitude!!

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    1. Thank you, Jean! I hope all is well in your neck of the woods. We should have lunch at the soda shop in Pittsboro soon... I'm overdue for some antiquing and cherry coke.

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  6. Gifted smith of words and metal. I adore this poem and the feeling behind it.

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    1. Heidi, that means so much. Thank you for being here and for taking the time to leave a comment. Hugs to you.

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    1. Quite mutual an affection, ma'am. <3

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