“As someone who has been on this planet for 58 years this lifetime, I can tell you that there have always been frightening world problems. If you focus upon these problems, you will miss out on joy. If you fear the future, you will think improving your life is futile. If you’re waiting until there’s a magical peaceful moment in the world, you will miss out on the many peaceful moments in your personal world. Life goes by SO fast! […]
I’m determined to remain teachable . . . 1) For an entirely new perspective, look up. See what beauty might be found aloft. 2) Be the beacon of light that shines in the darkness, in the chaos, in the ever-changing kaleidoscope of seasons and locations. 3) Each molecule is infused with the infinite. 4) Speak your truth, even if your voice shakes. 5) When day turns to night and the temperatures drop, there is beauty yet to be found. 6) Dare […]
The wisdom of others teaches us how . . . 1) We each have a human body that lasts a hundred years if we are lucky. Every moment, every interaction, every day we are given the opportunity to learn from each other. The most difficult situations can be our greatest teachers. 2) Companionship is present in our lives in many forms. We are never truly alone. 3) The sight of the sky is a reminder of freedom, expansiveness, and possibility. […]
Categories: Animals, Beaches, Earth, Flare, Gratitude, Healing, Inspiration, Jersey Shore, Journal, Life, Light, Love, Meditation, Moon, Nature, Ocean, Philadelphia, Photo Essay, Photo Journal, Photography, Shadow, Spirituality, Thoughts for the Day • Tags: Beaches, Inspiration, iPhoneography, Jersey Shore, Meditation, ocean, Photography, Spirituality
From time to time, one stumbles across an image which captures with penetrating clarity a single moment in time. All drama has been lifted away and what remains is the visual equivalent of water from a crystalline mountain stream. Viewing photographer/poet Angela Wahlgren’s work, one gets this sense entirely. Can you tell us a little bit about yourself? AW: I was born in Germany, and stayed there through my college education as well as for a couple of years thereafter as […]
The Wissahickon Valley in Philadelphia’s northwest corridor has inspired creatives for centuries. Following are a few gifts–in the form of words and images–bestowed to me by the wild and wonderful Wissahickon. Contemplate the perfection of a single falling leaf: unannounced, unassuming like a simple, solitary sage who’s reached his expiration. The time comes to let go, to free fall–spin round and round– drawing circles from sky to ground, landing atop carpets of brown, orange, magenta. Time’s passage weathers one to a […]
“I loathe fashion. I want to dress in a way that is becoming to me, whether it is the style of the hour or not. So it should be with all women, in my opinion.” -Natacha Rambova Creativity comes in handy, sometimes unexpectedly. I recently brought home a pair of wedge sandals with metallic khaki straps. Although I’d loved them in the store, the novelty soon wore off. Rather than bring them back, however, I decided to turn them into […]
For a visual artist, appearances are everything. Careful care and consideration must be taken in order to create a work that is both visually stimulating and capable of producing a visceral response. Whether the finished product is two-dimensional (e.g., a photograph, painting or collage) or three-dimensional (e.g., a sculpture or piece of jewelry), an artist living nowadays will likely find it necessary to encapsulate his/her work in a JPEG file, which can then be posted online or submitted to various […]
“Divinity must live within herself: Passions of rain, or moods in falling snow; Grievings in loneliness, or unsubdued Elations when the forest blooms; gusty Emotions on wet roads on autumn nights; All pleasures and all pains, remembering The bough of summer and the winter branch. These are the measures destined for her soul.” -Wallace Stevens (1879-1955), from “Sunday Morning” Late Winter Blossoms © 2013 by Gina Marie Lazar Lovrencevic. All rights reserved.
“Thin are the night-skirts left behind By daybreak hours that onward creep, And thin, alas! the shred of sleep that wavers with the spirit’s wind: But in half-dreams that shift and roll And still, remember and forget, My soul this hour has drawn your soul A little nearer yet.” -Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828-1882), from “Insomnia” Bedtime for Baby Girl, © 2013 by Gina Marie Lazar Lovrencevic. All rights reserved.
Categories: Animals, Art, Boxers, Color, Dead English Dudes, Dogs, Friendship, Inspiration, Love, Pets, Photography, Poetry, Portraits • Tags: Animals, Art, Boxers, Dead English Dudes, Dogs, Friendship, Inspiration, Love, Pets, Photography, Poetry, Portraits