You are my escape

Yes,I am using you as the reason to excuse myself from the grueling task of living room/play room clean up time. I quietly chuckle. And here's why:

As an artist, we are required to be very many types of characters to promote, organize, and keep good accessible records, and produce work that makes all of the later responsibilities worthwhile. I am in the thick of bookkeeping and kicking myself for neglecting my record keeping. I know better. And I am finding that the neglect has entered my studio work time. Is it my taxes or my awareness that is offering this insight into a more efficient practice? Probably a bit of both. Regardless, I am making changes to return to that balance space where business practice and art practice are partners. So, writing is part of my promise and meditation for the mid-day as the boys are cleaning up their toys. What a triumphant morning!

Here is my first spring Flower and a testament to keep me photographing everyday (much harder than most believe). I can remember some advice a veteran photographer gave me a long time ago: photograph everyday for yourself and share what you want with the world; no one needs to see the bad ones-except you. He meant that each image is a lesson in light, composition, and action. Even though I am not excitied about the Hibiscus flower blooming in my yard, I can see the even light on the petals and the depth of field I wanted in my mind. Here I was practicing a feeling of oneness that all things within me and the flower were on the same wave length sort of speak. And yes, even the most mastered contemplative photographers practice everyday.