If there is one person today that I am grateful for, it's my husband. He is the most amazing human being and holy shit we have been through stuff I'm sure would have instantly killed some other relationships. He has stood by me come fiery hell or icy high water. Put up with my girly crap and moods. He just loves me no matter what and I cannot tell you how GOOD it feels to be loved in this way, without conditions. He is no angel either so it's push and pull and give and take but through the fourteen years we've almost been together there is no one I wish to spend the rest of my life with than this man who holds me close at the end of every day. Who loves me without my mask.
I had the pleasure of being reunited with some of my special family members this weekend for my Ouma's 84th birthday. It was beautiful to see their faces and reconnect with their hearts again after a lot of time has passed, too much time. My family is mad and if you don't speak up your voice will drown in the seven very loud conversations happening all at the same time yet there was no mistaking the love that was oozing out of every corner and crack in my uncle's house. I had a private moment with one of my Aunt's and she, to me, has always been like the wise old Willow tree in fantasy stories that when she opens her mouth, you WANT to keep quiet and listen and it's as if magic fills the air with the wisdom she dispenses. Something she said stuck in my head that I would like to share with the eyes that fall upon these words, "Be mindful of how you treat others on your way up because you are going to have to meet them on your way down". You just think about that powerful message for a bit and let it sink in.
I consider this mine as at 06 August 2015. I don't even know how to feel about it. I'm still thinking but I know how long I have chased after floating dandelion seeds and to have finally caught one leaving it's host was an incredible sense of achievement. One I am going to carry with me for a long, LONG time. Happy just doesn't quite cut it. Yes.
I guess there will never be the right words available to describe what it's like to attend my first photo exhibition where my photographs were hanging from the walls, watching people stop and stare and point at something I created, giggling because my husband was trying to get close enough to eavesdrop on what they were saying. I guess it's the surreal sensation that I am still en-cloaked in of how fast my journey is suddenly moving that is preventing me from coming back down to earth.
I was grateful just to be there and be enriched by the experience, I never thought that I would walk away from the exhibition with an empty space on the wall because one of my photographs was sold. I have my head firmly swimming in the clouds. Indescribable beyond the piecing of words in a cognitive structure.
I don't want to come back down from where I am currently floating but it is onward and upward to the next few projects coming up which I will inform you of real soon.
Thank you Maryna for your belief in me. Derek for your superb quality prints and choice in framing and for keeping me sane. Wendy for looking after my babies so I could do my thing, I love you. Olive, for being there with me on the evening and for filling my heart with so much of your happy energy. Gerry for your willingness to answer and help with so much patience, no matter how stupid the question at the drop of a hat. Gman, for being my longest friend, taking my crap, believing in and supporting me and for pushing my stubborn arse. Kerri for being one of the truest friends I could ever ask for, all wrapped up in a dynamic tiny frame. Victoria, hell lady, what can I say except thank you for walking in at the right time. Avalon, phew...good grief hunni what would I do without you huh?? My husband for helping me make this exhibition possible, my tears are my most powerful expression of gratitude.
To everyone who has been there from the very beginning, supporting me and watching me grow from where I began to where I am now, to those who walked in a little while back and to those who are still to join the adventure. I am grateful to you all for your unyielding encouragement and support. It's extremely humbling to be able to share what I do with all of you and hopefully inspire you in some small way. I cannot thank those of you who have stayed with me enough.
I have been invited to showcase my work at what is my very first Fine Arts Photo Exhibition. There are not really any words available to describe how I feel. All I can really say is the pace with which this journey is moving is knocking my socks off. I am so grateful to all the beautiful souls along the way so far who have made this adventure so worth travelling. The support and good wishes have been overwhelming.
These are my little business cards I made for the event. SO excited!
I'm just far too blessed to be stressed.
How I see it...
I see, speak and write in metaphors because I feel there is much we can learn from nature, people and our surroundings as depicted in my photographs and why I enjoy sharing my thoughts. Not in any attempt to convince or convert you to my way of thinking, seeing or feeling but to share how I see and experience MY mind map of the world. You at no time have to agree, all I ask is that my views and the views of others who wish to express theirs are kindly respected. So relax, get comfy and just enjoy. Happy reading!