Over the past nine days, inspired by Marit Dewhurst (Director, CCNY Art Education) and the writings/promptings of Keri Smith (“How to be an Explorer of the World”), I collected these images. As Smith prompts, I worked as an “amateur", not attached to the outcome, working solely for the love of doing.
All of these images were photographed during my daily walks, all accessible from my home in Brooklyn, New York. The walks were aimless and untimed, the images (thanks to my camera) organized the moments, beyond the image itself, with metadata. I did not consciously plan the time of day, though I suppose I am habitually drawn to early mornings and late afternoons. I did not set out with a preconceived idea of content, other than that the images might find me. Once I collected the images, I returned to my studio where I selected and crafted each tile, one per day. With each, I noted the place/places, the time/times of day, and selected a primary color from the images. They are a record of my getting lost in the final days of 2020. I post them here and on Instagram to offer a public sharing.
Instructions for living a life:
Pay attention.
Be astonished.
Tell about it.
Two or three times in my life I discovered love.
Each time it seemed to solve everything.
Each time it solved a great many things
but not everything.
Yet left me as grateful as if it had indeed, and
thoroughly, solved everything.
- Mary Oliver, an excerpt from “Sometimes”