Sunday 20 October 2013

Bared to the Bone

Walking wide eyed through this world
Is the only way I've known
Wrapped in hope and good intentions
Bare to the bone
  Carrie Newcomer


There are seasons when we are ravaged by the fury of this life, and there are others where, though days may be warm or stormy, the soul is calmed and counseled by a wisdom beyond us. These past few weeks have been the latter for me.

After the amazing day on the North Cornish coast I spoke of in my last entry, my muse, Magenta, and I returned to work in a room which may well be described as a 'nest' for my photography. It was in this very room that Kay held what was to be her last exhibition - work by her students - a few short years before her death, and it was here, also, that I held my first exhibition of work after discovering the joy that Kay always wanted me to glean - of reveling in the magic of natural light and capturing images marked by that splendor.



This latest visit encapsulated the marvel of all of these joys, affirming once more the sheer wonder of working with a subject equally consumed with the goal of capturing moments of grace.

It is never easy, and never without cost, to truly engage with and discover the true value and intent of what we are - it means nothing more than an exposure of all to powers far above and beyond us - but there is one beneath all the pain and beauty who will hold us if we abandon pretense and seek what truly counts.




2013 will be very much marked for me by the days of the last few weeks and the richness of the gifts they have shared.