- Reading room based on Jugend | Canon 55mm |
- On a walk in Orient Point State Park, there were unoccupied seats. Caution tape lining playgrounds. This seat in the forest was symbolic of the time we are in. I transposed a book I held at the SU Gallery in the days before leaving for quarantine. Will we go for walks with this level of gratitude once the vigilance of this shock fades to apathy? Will this urge material change so needed? Jugend was a book from a different time and so was the chair. They both were striking red and I linked them in my mind. I open Photoshop for the first time and see a tutorial for double exposure. With help of a good friend, I actualize a vision I was not able to before.
- Home is where I want to be, but I guess I’m already there | Canon 55mm |
- My favorite poem is “Still Life with a Ladder” by Susan Rich (see last page). It begins “Today the sky saved my life,”. This is a truth I hold to be self-evident. But especially now after a series of gray days that keep you from pulling up the blinds and getting up for the day. This sky was after many days of static gray. I want to appreciate those days too but I am not there yet. I ache for the sun to warm me and to squint unseeing because of the brightness. I add a flower I met on a gray day and edited some additional buds for it has grown since I first got a photo, or so I guess. I brought the camera for a gray day too. Just to show I can challenge myself and am not set in my ways. A stubborness to prove I am not stubborn.
- Our lady of the upside down | Canon 55mm | iPhone |
- I take a walk and meet Persephone, our lady of the underworld. I love the story and especially ones where she chooses to partition her time to be a comfort and represent growth to the souls in the underworld. Does Hades inherently need to be a villain? Not Zeus? I layer the photo of a twisted tree, those that grow toward the sun just as Persephone reaches upwards in the same way. Pieces of my planner are here too. I penciled in a to do list in class, with fruits and clocks and kettles and boots and a lamp. I collage with found paper and sketches.
- Today’s Special | Canon 55mm
- This is a book cottage. I am enamored with this concept. A library is the last frontier of free information, knowledge, access. This tiny library is here when it is not safe for public libraries to operate right now. It is on the beach and the books smell of seawater and the pages are crisply sundried. On top is imposed a scene of a nearby park. The heaviest winds on this day. We pick up books for a grandmother who needs some new material, not just James Patterson, as she says. I impose words from a book I am rereading. Jitterbug Perfume by Tom Robbins. A comedy, a thinkpiece, an exercise in our own normal, creativity. There is lovely language and traversing of time and it is one I need. I packed 12 books and this was the most lighthearted. Indigo, Indigoing, Indigone is the last line of the book and the last line of my valedictorian speech from nearly four years ago. I still like these words. Erleichda is a made-up word in the book to mean lighten up. The physical lightness of wind carried hair and jackets. But also, of the mind and heaviness of heart.
- Sealy Dan
- Mystic Crystal Revelations
- Deer Skull at Arshamomaque
- Silver Platter
- Pollen
- Reflections of you and tree
BIO: Courtney is a person, learner and an unlearner, friend, student, vegan, collage creator, list maker, novice photographer, playlist maker and senior in Environmental Studies.
