Residency: Golden Apple
“It's not what you look at that matters. It's what you see.”
Henry David Thoreau
In summer 2019 I had the pleasure of being an Artist-in-Residence at Golden Apple in Downeast Maine. Surrounded by the beauty of the natural environment, I experienced a deep re-connection to my passion for the natural work and minutiae of everyday wonders. Here, I am sharing a collection of photos, work, and writing that was born from this highly formative experience.
If you are on the journey toward your own golden apple, I encourage you to apply for the residency here.
why do I keep trying
I feel so helpless
is life futile
is my work futile
don't stop
don't stop
don't
stop
you can't stop
don't forget to live
everyone tells you
"don't forget to live"
but reminding people of living feels like a death
like an exhale
and a sigh
and a contemplation of what is now lost
like the winter snows evaporating into spring
but life is only part of a cycle
death is the other part
we breathe
in
out
in
out
in
out
and we exist
creating and making
and I want to do more
I have to do more
I want it
I need it
I can't stop
make more
do more
live more
don't forget or it will go away
don't stop because life will stop
live and make
Breathe and make
in
out
make
more
my biggest fear is that I will stop
and then I will die
and if I die
I will be forgotten
because being forgotten is a second death
the ticking of the clock is driving me insane. i don't know how to handle it. it is a reminder of everything that is about to be lost.
