I love your work and I sorely MISSED your writing, which always blends a fascinating blend of people, ideas, landscapes, stories, and of course, a song.
First, I love Shawn Colvin and somehow missed this particular song of hers. Having programmable CDs and players instead of an album turntable does that, maybe, as I used to initially suffer through then grow to love those deep cuts filling an album. My mind here goes to REM’s “Wendell Gee,” which always seemed in the way at first, but now is the destination. The soundtrack of law school.
Speaking of Shawn Colvin, your beautiful photos remind me of another of her lyrics. About flat roads and perseverance:
It’s like ten miles on a straightaway
On a South Dakota weekday
In the middle of a hard rain
I go steady on . . .
Oh yes, that’s a nice mantra.
I am so sorry you got DOGEd. So cruel and wrong! The passion and caring you bring each day is not to be measured or dismissed without a karmic reckoning that I cannot think about right now. I work at DOJ civil rights and each day brings new “resignations”. I want to stay, I need to stay, I HAVE to stay. I drive toward the horizon, steady on, in this hard rain. Like a South Dakota weekday I don’t see my destination, so this journey is the destination, each song a deep cut to be savored. The songs are not to be suffered, as these deep cuts are the soundtracks of our lives.
Cyra, that is so beautiful. Thank you for being there and facing that hard rain day after day! I will be checking out the REM and Shawn Colvin songs you mentioned!
Really lovely imagery, Jenn. Tribes are thought-provoking. Convenient when you're in, painful when you're out. I'm happy for your peace in the plains...but also happy that you're back home.
Thanks, Terese! I struggle with the imagery and setting the scene. Occasionally, I can articulate it! We are glad to be home, too, and grateful for your friendship. ❤️
I love your photos - I see why you like the beauty of open fields and plains.
It seems "othering" happens in any community, even artistic ones. A local camera club has an exhibit featuring photos by its members, including a good friend. Yesterday, another friend and I went to the exhibit. As we toured the gallery, she told me about someone who joined, then quickly left the camera club, because neither she nor her work was well-received. I was surprised at the closed-mindedness of a group like this.
I love your work and I sorely MISSED your writing, which always blends a fascinating blend of people, ideas, landscapes, stories, and of course, a song.
First, I love Shawn Colvin and somehow missed this particular song of hers. Having programmable CDs and players instead of an album turntable does that, maybe, as I used to initially suffer through then grow to love those deep cuts filling an album. My mind here goes to REM’s “Wendell Gee,” which always seemed in the way at first, but now is the destination. The soundtrack of law school.
Speaking of Shawn Colvin, your beautiful photos remind me of another of her lyrics. About flat roads and perseverance:
It’s like ten miles on a straightaway
On a South Dakota weekday
In the middle of a hard rain
I go steady on . . .
Oh yes, that’s a nice mantra.
I am so sorry you got DOGEd. So cruel and wrong! The passion and caring you bring each day is not to be measured or dismissed without a karmic reckoning that I cannot think about right now. I work at DOJ civil rights and each day brings new “resignations”. I want to stay, I need to stay, I HAVE to stay. I drive toward the horizon, steady on, in this hard rain. Like a South Dakota weekday I don’t see my destination, so this journey is the destination, each song a deep cut to be savored. The songs are not to be suffered, as these deep cuts are the soundtracks of our lives.
Cyra, that is so beautiful. Thank you for being there and facing that hard rain day after day! I will be checking out the REM and Shawn Colvin songs you mentioned!
Really lovely imagery, Jenn. Tribes are thought-provoking. Convenient when you're in, painful when you're out. I'm happy for your peace in the plains...but also happy that you're back home.
Thanks, Terese! I struggle with the imagery and setting the scene. Occasionally, I can articulate it! We are glad to be home, too, and grateful for your friendship. ❤️
Great post! Your photos amplify your powerful thoughts. Thanks for sharing!
Thanks, Jon! ❤️
I love your photos - I see why you like the beauty of open fields and plains.
It seems "othering" happens in any community, even artistic ones. A local camera club has an exhibit featuring photos by its members, including a good friend. Yesterday, another friend and I went to the exhibit. As we toured the gallery, she told me about someone who joined, then quickly left the camera club, because neither she nor her work was well-received. I was surprised at the closed-mindedness of a group like this.
I agree! Humans are weird! (Myself included.)