It’s mid-February, this is my first blog post of 2013, and I decide to write about empty toilet rolls. Yup. A picture on Facebook had me drop the tidying-up-so-I-could-work project and rush to the keyboard. The artist, Yuken Teruya, has cut delicate, beautiful trees out of toilet paper rolls with the base rooted in the roll and the branches reaching out to the world. A picture of his toilet-paper-roll tree is circulating on the internet, and it made its way to my friend’s Facebook page. (I’m not posting an image here to avoid copyright issues.) Flashback to my time in Nairobi, Kenya and my son’s nursery school years. I saved all sorts of “garbage” for their arts and crafts classes. Art material was expensive because it was imported, and there was plenty of good material available right at hand: egg cartons, silver and gold linings from cigarette packages, and… empty…
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In 2010, I took lots of pictures and posted them to Flickr. There was a method to my madness: it was called Project 365 – taking one photo a day for one year. The only goals I had were to take one photo a day – and to become more familiar with my little Sony T200 Cybershot. (Yeah, yeah, there’s an instruction manual, but it’s not very user-friendly. I keep planning to write my own version, but I digress….) The year, or the 365 days, didn’t have to follow the calendar year 100 %, I told myself as I started on January 2. At first, I was very strict with myself about the other rule. I had to take a photo each day. If I was home all day, I would get a bit desperate as midnight approached. The advice you find on the web for this photo-a-day project says…
Comments closedI feel timorous about writing this blog entry. I’ve just come home from a get-together with my writing group, I have the urge to write, I can feel the words and ideas jostling for attention in my my mind, but . . . dare I actually write when I know they can read these words? I met two new members tonight, and it is the awe I have for their talent that causes my nervousness. Despite those feelings, I continue to write this entry. I enjoy the process of writing, the creativity, the search for the right word or phrase to convey the idea that I wish to communicate to the world. Writing shouldn’t be an issue on my very own blog! A blog means that the writing is public, so there is a chance that the other writers will read it. What will happen then? Perhaps the real excitement…
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