Once and again - I find myself at one year's end and another year's beginning. I'm looking back. I'm looking forward. And - no matter which way I look - I'm finding myself right here where I am.
Today is yesterday's tomorrow. Tomorrow will be another today. I begin. I end. And - I begin again. In this present moment. Now.
I've been quietly re-assessing. I've been silently re-imagining. I've been peacefully re-connecting and re-committing to what I truly love. To this. To this process of writing...recording...creating. One day at a time.
Thinking about the snow...and its falling so gently...softly from the sky. Effortless. Without any stated goal or direction. In the beginning - it all appears as nothing. It melts into the landscape. It disappears. And then - with steady consistent repetition - it slowly transforms.
Thinking about the process of creating...of making art. How it begins with an idea...a word...a thought.....an image...a simple mark on a blank canvas or page. And how with commitment...consistent attention and regular practice - it becomes something much greater than that.
Thinking about the hours and hours spent in meditative motion on my yoga mat. How each practice begins with grounding and releasing...with letting go...with listening and hearing..with looking and really seeing. How the teachings have informed...guided...changed my view of myself and my world.
Thinking about the 6+ years of daily recordings of both my internal and external landscape - as I've chosen to see it and to share it - thru my camera's lens. My only intention has been to show-up for myself. To practice. To connect to that internal space of quiet within.
Thinking about where I've been...where I might someday hope to be. I've been resisting the word 'artist' - as a description...as a name...as a title. But - here I am. With well over a decade of expressing my 'art' thru my body...and thru my camera's lens. An 'artist' - I am.
Without setting a stated goal...but more of an intention - I'm wanting to step into this new year with more and not less. More courage. More grace. More trust and belief in myself and my voice. I'm wanting to make books that speak to my art. I'm wanting to make more art that speaks to my practice. I'm wanting to do what I love and love what I do. I'm wanting only to let myself go...to get lost in the process...to explore...to learn...to grow.
To that - I begin one new year. To that - I end this. And to that - I embrace this opportunity to begin once and always again. To re-create anew.