This season: Candy making day with dad.Sister, nephew and neice in town (sigh).little part of my heart mailed off to nyc for christmas (missing my guys).settling into the warmth of life and love during this time.savoring my moments every single day.Remembering warm childhood.I love this holiday. Ciao....Anna
This season, for me, has been filled with much opportunity to give. Many years ago, I read about the plight of the Karen people group and later learned that some of them would be coming to our own city this year. I've been seeing them here and there - but what has struck me most is that they don't have winter gear...their children in sandals and without heavy coats. I picture myself fretting over sending my boys out into the cold air with hats, gloves and warm coats on and it really pricks my heart. I was fortunate enough to hear from a good friend that there are ways to give to them. I will post on that further as I find out.
As for an opportunity to give today, please stop by 1-3 at Union College in Lincoln and browse
through all of the artwork that will be auctioned to support
this wonderful charity. They are working in conjuction with Amnesty International, which is one of my favorite organizations. I'm excited to have been asked to participate.
Those are most important to me today....so no links or sharing holiday happenings....thats for next time. Best to you all....Ciao Anna
On my own journey, I am being inspired to study about Tabor Light. Concepts are more easily explained to me through the medium of art or music...they begin to make sense if in visual or sound form. I recently had the pleasure of speaking with Steve Joy. A renewed interest in his exhibition 'Uncreated Light' sent me off very curious about the concept. It has led me down a very deep and contemplative path....the first being the concept of Theoria, then Noesis and Hesychasm ...all very much a part of old Orthodox Christian and Greek faiths. In challenging and defining my own faith and search for truth, I've been discovering concepts that really connect with a longing in my own "noetic" being. I've always had a conflict between the noetic and dianoia. If those are all completely new concepts, I urge you to read about them. Each is quite beautiful in theory and practice and something I've been deeply pondering...something that has inspired its own set of film and music set ticking in my head yet again. Ciao...Anna
(Photo: Brooklyn Promenade shortly before sunset...)
Sometimes things so close feel so far away. I know, it's all you hear from me lately....but the closer I get to the holidays, the more I miss NYC. With it's untouched, central park snow sparkling in the streetlights or the energy of the crowds doing last minute shopping...and more, deeply missing some of those I love most so far away. Someday I'll take you all on a journey through the place that has captured my heart again and again...via a scored short length film...in the works even now...and hopefully all done sooner then later. You may just fall in love, too. Until then, enjoy a few peeks at some of the places I have grown very fond of over the years. Oh, and very quickly...I've been dying for polaroid film for months now...and finally just made the splurge. (Watch for something special, of course.) Happy upcoming holiday to you all. Ciao....Anna
And, in the information hunting on 8mm film and cameras, I've come across some very breathtaking shorts. This one shot in Spain is filled with the aesthetic that has drawn me to this type of film in the first place.
Wondering why I am here and they are in NYC. In negotiations to bring them here. How awesome would that be?!
I have fallen in love with these after picking them up in a small shop in NYC. The kids adore them...what is cooler then a die cut notecard? I am definately a Sukie fan now!
Inspiration overload day. New ideas for all my vintage cameras, film, music...shoots, compositions...projects. I gotta slow this down!! Focus! So much excitement! Sourced film for the baby brownie and ansco panda (the more I get into vintage photography...I'm on cloud 9). Learning much about the super 8....hoping the audio/visual thing may not be too far off! Dreams do begin to emerge with persistence. Today - leaves beneath my feet and fresh, crisp air in my lungs....nothing better then running outdoors in the fall...nothing I don't love about this season. I've been taken with the colors...the leaves and the way the sun seems to penetrate deep within them. I'm in heaven. And speaking (remotely) of running. Only a few weeks away from my final test!!! It's been a long haul, to say the least. Hours of burning midnight oil and weekends of books and videos....a summer in my favorite city, yet somehow brutal and intense at the same time (wink)....the trial and error of starting something new. But, I'm ready! And, with new experiences, there is always something fresh to create.
I would LOVE to shop: Thank you, Anthropologie (speaking of, their new magazine is beyond breathtaking)
Lastly, the kids and I are gearing up for our yearly box packing event. I love to watch what they choose and see their little hand scrawled letters....and imagine a very tender, tiny impact made for a few little lives...for at least a few happy hours somewhere else in the world.
I will leave you with a favorite group....Ciao...Anna
McNulty's in Greenwich. The aroma in this shop is not something I can describe. If you love coffee or tea, you know. (I was riding my bike while taking this picture, so...its a might fuzzy. Enjoy.
I adore fall. This is my season...I was overwhelmed driving through the canopy of yellow, dusty brown, vibrant orange and red today on my way through the park. Wow. Talk about inspiration. It's all I can do to resist the urge to stop and collect all the delicate leaves I can find. I had to remind myself that it was wet, rainy and freezing cold. Then again, I've never been one to deny an adventure.
I'm going out of town for the weekend with two of my best friends. In dire need of some refreshing down time....it will be so good. In the meantime, enjoy my most recent discoveries and have a lovely weekend. Ciao...Anna
Sucking hot cider through cinnamon sticks with giggling boys. Watching raindrops run down the windows and tracing their path with our fingers. Welcoming the freshest, most intricate new life to the family. First words read aloud. Savoring red wine after days so busy it leaves my head spinning.Apartment hunting and new adventures unfolding. And all the while, on inspiration overload. Welcome my autumn.
I'll unravel a few bits of what has been rattling in my head lately -
Two things discovered this week that made me swoon. I now own a super 8. And, a super8 was used to film this work of breathtaking beauty(by the always talented Jenny Zarins..and I can't ever forget to mention the music behind anything...because it breathes the life, right?) I can now score my own films. (Oh, the imagination has not stopped)
I walked home from a rooftop films in NY one evening quite late. It was high on the Upper East side...40 blocks along Museum mile....along the park. It was after midnight and though it is the city that never sleeps....that part of the city was sleeping. Grand and stately...old New York. The area of town where the wealthy had settled....holds a different kind of classic elegance that is hard to explain. That particular walk stuck out to me because it was then I realized just how alone I had been that day (friends and family out of town or occupied) and how alone I was in that moment....and how completely okay with that feeling I was. In fact, liberated to know that I was peaceful....even found a bit of solace....in breathing deep the air around me...listening to my own footsteps on pavement....the thoughts and pictures colliding around in my head....it was almost euphoric. And just as well as those intricate moments of being alone and peaceful exist....just as well...certain moments strike the chord that makes my heart swell with longing for connection....I slowed down enough last night to actually watch a movie for a change. No books, no projects...just some empty space. The Fountain with Hugh (sigh) Jackman and Rachel Weitz (who I think is brilliant)....was a bit odd in spaces, but a lovely movie about such deep love. I was reminded of a poem by W.S. Merwin that I read when I was in highschool....a poem that inspired a song of my own and a certain longing for those intricate moments that define love....(above....And to understand.....) Ciao...Anna