Meghan Davidson presented our little sisterhood with this image as our jumping-off point for this month's riff. I've been one of the biggest fans of her 365 Impossible Self-Portraits project for the past almost-year, but ohmygod this month's riff made me realize exactly how impossible that project must actually be on a day to day basis. In addition to having to come up with a different self-portrait idea EVERY SINGLE DAY, she has to contend with the challenges of instant film, one take, very little control over her exposure, no post-processing. Every. Single. Day.
It is inspiring and intimidating and a little bit (a lot?) magic. When she posted the shot above for us to riff on, I couldn't even get my head around exactly what I was looking at. I still haven't the foggiest notion of how she did it. And though I was nervous about taking on any one element (self-portrait, silhouette, double exposure) I finally found myself circling around the idea of what my internal landscape looks like these days.
Here's a hint: it doesn't look like the image below.
But I'd like for it to.
I find myself in a crowded moment, where the to-do lists and the obligations and the to-and-fro join with the multiplying stacks of paper to make me feel... constrained. I have found myself whispering one word to myself like a little prayer in the past week.
I try to believe that there is enough room in my head, and my heart, and the vast universe for all that my life currently contains.
I can visualize this on a warm winter day, with the kick and glide of my nordic skis, my breath, hard and rhythmic, and the blistering white of the snow laid out over a Rocky Mountain valley before me. It erases boundaries and covers the tangled earth in a peaceful and soothing blanket. That's how I want my interior landscape to look - calm, undulating, expansive. Spacious.
To hop on around to see if my other creative muses are less tortured than me swing on by Meghan's blog next.