Friday Favs_The Story Behind a Story

Friday Favs

Article #126

Friday Favs

Can you Find the Story Behind a Story?

“Girl on a Bench Sees Visions of Butterflies”

Friday Favs – I looked back at some of my blog posts  in my other blog,

Walking by Inner Vision.

I started that blog in 2009, and most of what I feature there  is about my writing  or art projects.

You can find

Walking by Inner Vision

at this Link:  www.lyndalambert.com

I was surprised  when I read one of my stories from 2013.

A version of the  story is published in my latest book, “Walking by Inner Vision: Stories & Poems,” DLD Books, 2017. I began to think more about it.

The topic of this essay is an explication of a work of art.

It is the “Story Behind the Story,” of that art work.

All Art Comes From Our  Core Beliefs and Our  World View.

( Note; this art work is “Girl on a Bench Sees Visions of Butterflies,” a mixed-media fiber wall work.

This art work  is in the InSights18 exhibition  sponsored annually by the American Printing House for the Blind.  I will attend  the opening reception and the awards banquet in Louisville, KY, in October. This year will mark the 5th time I have been juried into this international exhibition, and my 5th time to have my work win an award.)

I say  this because it is important for us to be able to articulate where our ideas, influences, and themes  begin when we are writing. Everything we believe, is evident in our piece of writing. If the reader knows how to do a deep reading and is observant, that reader can know about the author intimately. The writing comes from not only our thoughts, but from our spirit and from our own experiences.

We have a core belief, that is uniquely our own. We have a distinctive world view that we each embrace.  Everything we do and think about comes from our core and our chosen world view.  Everything we write reflects who we are – at our core. We have an inner life which becomes visible to our readers, if they are observant and wise.  Who we are speaks clearly in our writing.

When we are aware of this, we can identify an authors core beliefs and world view as we begin to read a piece of the writing.

This is a fascinating aspect of our writing, isn’t it!

In my  classrooms at the college, students  learned how to do deep readings and how to identify the author’s World View. If they don’t learn how to do this, they will never be able to fully understand the writing.

Often we are not even aware of those unseen and powerful impulses.  When we do begin to recognize them and can begin to articulate them, we untap an ocean of possibilities and opportunities in our writing life.

When I read my own blog post from 2013 this morning, I was aware that I am a visual artist and that everything I write emerges from  my  inborn sensibility and a way of viewing the world and everything I encounter. No matter what theme I am writing about,  it is, always  viewed through core beliefs and a keenly aware world  view.

Have you looked back at something you wrote some years ago?

How did it make you feel when you read that piece?

Do you see the theme of the work as it fits into your World View?

Do you see how you have grown or changed in your concepts and writing since that time?

If you want to see the 2013 article  – CLICK HERE: http://www.lyndalambert.com/the-story-behind-the-art/

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Lynda McKinney Lambert. Copyright: September, 2018. All rights reserved.

Friday Favs 

is a series coordinated by Lynda and Miss Opal, her feline writing partner.  Lynda and Miss Opal live in rural western Pennsylvania in The Village of Wurtemburg.

Lynda is the author of 4 books:

Concerti: Psalms for the Pilgrimage Buy it!

Walking by Inner Vision: Stories & Poems Buy it!

Lynda has just completed her 3rd book

Star Signs: New & Selected Poems – not yet published.

AND… her FIRST CHAPBOOK

first snow, 16 Poems with a Wintry Theme – Not yet published.

Both new books  are now available for publication. 

Currently Lynda is working on her next book, a Memoir.

Thank you for visiting with us today.

Miss Opal and Lynda McKinney Lambert

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Saturday is for Sharing – LKHunsaker

Post #125 – September 8, 2018

Saturday is for Sharing

Series of Guest Authors – #10

Miss Opal & Lynda

Welcome YOU to

Saturday is for Sharing 

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LK Hunsaker 

 

Western Pennsylvania Author

 

 

  

Hi LK.

Miss Opal is seated in the window this morning and I can hear a hawk calling as the new day begins.

We  both think it is a treat to feature a Guest Author who is so passionate about MUSIC and want to know more about how  your writing projects what you love.

I am a retired professor of fine arts and humanities, and so much of my own writing is inspired by MUSIC.

Your stories are  of great interest to me and I know they  will be to our readers, too.

Q_ I’d like to start by asking you to give our readers an overview of your writing career and  books you have authored.

LK_  I began writing seriously in 1996. During this time, my husband was active Army and away much of the time, or working very long days, and we had two young children I was raising mainly on my own away from home in a place I detested. So, for the sake of sanity, I picked up my pencil and my long ago habit of writing stories, poetry, and plays, and rewrote a scene that I’d written and lost years before as a young teen. The story has been in my head since then and was inspired by an actual band of the times, meaning mid-1970s. (No, I don’t worry about showing my age. Trust me, it shows.) I started writing in scenes, on paper with pencil, filling binders by putting the scenes in order as I finished them. I wrote until tendonitis set into my wrist and spread into my whole arm up my shoulder, and then I began writing with my left hand until the right healed. The computer has sped things up quite a lot and is far better on my hands!

 

At this time, I have 18 books plus a novella

in a multi-author anthology

out under two writing names:

LK Hunsaker

and

Ella M. Kaye

My LK books run from romantic to literary to historical to art journals and a children’s book.

 

My EMK books are all contemporary romance with psychological elements all centered around the arts, in three series related by setting and art medium (Dancers & Lighthouses, Artists & Cottages, Songwriters & Cities).

 

That scene I wrote in 1996… It’s part of my epic musical saga serial entitled Rehearsal. It will run from 1974 through the mid-Eighties and is a series of 6 books approximately 700 pages each. There will also be a sequel that’s in progress and a prequel that’s in planning stages. Four books have been released, but they are in the midst of an upgrade all under my own publishing company, Elucidate Publishing. A scene from the first book of the series will follow at the end of the interview.

 

 

Q_  Do you have a favorite piece of music or a song that brings back good  memories?  

LK_ I’m music obsessed, and I have been for as long as I can remember. All of my novels include music, along with the whole epic musical saga. Naming one favorite song is rather impossible, so I’ll mention one foremost in my mind at the moment.

 

Two months ago, one of the founders of that band I mentioned, the one that inspired so many hours of writing a novel series so very close to my heart, died of illness brought on while traveling. It was a big blow and a huge mortality reminder that felt like a punch in the gut. His favorite song from his own band was “Don’t Let The Music Die” and so, that song right now brings back wonderful memories of my teen days, of my book-of-heart inspiration, and of every moment Alan Longmuir and his band the Bay City Rollers swept this young teenager away from real life and brought so much joy and upbeat vibes when they were most needed. It also brings the reminder that individual life is finite and we must use our time productively and joyfully, with any luck, leaving a nice legacy to others along the way.

Don’t let the music die…Listen to it here:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tWJj7SZOuKc

 

Q_ Describe a phone call that surprised you recently. What was it?  

LK_ First, I should say I rarely answer the phone since it’s almost entirely spam and I can’t be bothered with that. I do not like talking on the phone. So when my husband, who doesn’t mind the phone as much, answered and came to tell me it was a radio station about the book festival, I stared at him for several seconds before taking the call.

Four years ago, I started up a little local book festival to help local authors, mainly indies, get the word out into the community about their work. It has grown to the point I have authors from out of state contacting me about attending and we’ve had over 50,000 hits to our website. Still, I did not expect a radio station to call. They were asking about advertising. My first thought: Hey! They’ve heard of us! That’s pretty cool! And then… yes, but my budget is very small. Still, it’s radio.

 

So, this year, the West PA Book Festival, located nearly on the border of west central Pennsylvania (did you know PA is the only state where we literally call our state “P.A.” rather than the actual name?) got airtime on two Cumulus radio stations. WestPABookFestival.com will give you more info about the event. We’re also on Facebook. 😉

Photo of the set-up at the

Western Pa Book Festival.

 

 

Q_ Are you an introvert or an extrovert? What makes you think you belong to that group of people?

LK_I am not only an introvert, but I’m also constantly fighting social anxiety disorder. I love to be home, alone, with either the quiet of nature, windows wide open to hear my birds chirping and trees rustling, or with my music that I play loud and sing along with if no one’s around. I won’t even sing in front of my family, although I used to be in chorus all the way through to college choir, plus church choir.

Even too much social media time is exhausting. A minor online debate will literally make me shake from nerves. Talking to people in person: my first thought is always “Um, no.” So yes, book signings have been tough. They’re also necessary, so for years, I’ve gritted my teeth and gone out there, anyway. The upside to this is that my SAD is lightening up with practice, as I realize I won’t actually have a heart attack and fall right through the floor (or dirt, since I try to stick with outdoor events that are easier than enclosed places events). That said, yes, I still decided to organize and run a book festival. Okay, I may be a little bit nuts. Actually, I’m a lot driven, so although I’d love to just hide away either inside my house or puttering in my garden (I have only one neighbor close enough to somewhat see me when I’m in my yard around the trees between our properties), I know there’s the work to be done of … gasp … marketing! … so out I go. Sometimes. Not nearly as much as I should.

Q_This might be a good spot to share a BOOK WORM with our readers? I think many of us can relate.

Q_ _Do you have a favorite kind of bird or animal? Is it a “totem” animal, to you? When did you first sense or become aware that it was a special creature in your life?

LK_ I love the Cardinal because it was so special to my grandma. I also love the goldfinch because of its bright yellow cheerfulness, and the blue jay because of its beauty and its testy personality. I love labradors and we have a full lab and a mixed lab/border collie. They’re so friendly, so sweet, so good with kids, and very trustworthy.

However, the creature I feel the most connected with is the hummingbird. They’re tiny little things that just go about their business not looking for attention, friendly as far as buzzing around my head if I’m beside their feeder without worrying much about me (they do startle me, since they sound like very large bees!), beautiful with their vivid colors, and they’re always so very busy. You have to look quick to catch them taking a drink (please do not add red food coloring to their nectar) before they’re off on their mission. There are more than 300 species of hummingbirds, all unique in their alikeness.

I’m not sure when I first started taking notice of them. It’s been a lot of years. I particularly love Anna’s Hummingbird with its bright pinkish-purple head and bright green body, but they’re all beautiful and absolutely charming. And yes, I relate to their constant busyness.

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Comment from  LK_ So, there you have it. . Obviously, I do tend to be verbose in writing. Thank you so much, Lynda, for having me here.

I’ll be around for several days answering questions and comments. You can also find me at the following places:

LKHunsaker.com and www.facebook.com/author.lkhunsaker

EllaMKaye.com and www.facebook.com/ellamkaye

My blog: http://lkhunsaker.blogspot.com

~~~

As promised, the excerpt from Rehearsal: A Different Drummer by LK Hunsaker

 

Babe? He hadn’t called her that before. “As Kate told Mike, you better be careful about those promises.”

“Are you goin’ t’ hold me to it?”

Searching his eyes, she kept herself from asking him if it would work if she tried. She couldn’t believe that in such a short time, she would honestly be able to make him stay only because she asked. “I would never want you to do anything against your will, not even for me.” She took his hand and continued down their path.

They didn’t bother to talk and the silence was nice with his fingers entwined in hers, his bare feet making tracks next to hers. They walked far enough their friends’ voices faded out, and farther yet to where the smooth sand ran into large boulders and they had to walk up into the coarser sand to go up around them.

He stopped when the dock came into view. Staring at it.

“Duncan?”

“Is this wha’ y’ wanted me t’ see?” His eyes remained ahead. They were as cool as his manner.

“Yes.”

“Why?”

Susie was puzzled. It was only a dock. There was nothing else there, other than the large boulders making a cove that protected the dock on each side. “Because it’s one of my favorite places. We used to come down here before they closed off the road above. It’s pretty much always deserted now, and I like it even better this way. It’s so quiet.” He didn’t answer. “Was it too far to walk just for this?”

“Your favorite place.”

“One of them. It reminds me of Dad’s cabin, but a lot closer. I love coming here. I just thought it would be nice to share it…” His face had clouded, his breathing forced. “What’s wrong? Why are you upset?” Her stomach turned. She had done something wrong, though she couldn’t imagine what. All she wanted was to share this with him, to be alone, here, surrounded by the peace. And after their kiss, what he’d said about walking anywhere… “We can go back.” When he didn’t answer, she released his hand and started away. Away from the dock. Away from whatever she had done wrong.

He grasped her arm. “Suse, donae go.”

“What did I do?”

“You didnae do anything.” Her silence brought him closer, and his head lowered until it nearly touched hers. “Y’ did no’ do anything. I am sorry. It is … old memories. Some I had tried t’ forget.”

Memories? She thought back, searching her mind for what he already told her. Had she missed something she shouldn’t have? But he hadn’t said much. Almost nothing. Except he had grown up by the water. She remembered that.

He touched her face again, then took her hand and turned toward the dock. “Come.”

 

©2006 LK Hunsaker

Elucidate Publishing:  https://www.alignable.com/mercer-pa/elucidate-publishing

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Saturday is for Sharing

is a weekly series coordinated by Lynda and Miss Opal, her feline writing partner.  Lynda and Miss Opal live in rural western Pennsylvania in The Village of Wurtemburg.

Lynda is the author of 4 books:

Concerti: Psalms for the Pilgrimage Buy it!

Walking by Inner Vision: Stories & Poems Buy it!

Lynda has just completed her 3rd book

Star Signs: New & Selected Poems – not yet published.

AND… her FIRST CHAPBOOK

first snow, 16 Poems with a Wintry Theme – Not yet published.

Both new books  are now available for publication. Editors, please contact Lynda for the manuscript.

 

Thank you for visiting with us today.

Miss Opal and Lynda McKinney Lambert

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Thursday Treasures #5: Reading

July 12, 2018

Post #106

Thursday Treasures #5,  by Lynda McKinney Lambert

 

Note: For today’s Thursday Treasure, I went to my other blog, “Walking by Inner Vision,” Read it here!

I looked into my Archives at Walking by Inner Vision.  I started that blog in December 2009 because I wanted to find a way to communicate with others after my 2-year struggle to be able to use a computer again.

I was trying to recapture my life, after an unexpected  life-altering event.

Today, I’m  publishing an article I first published on February 19, 2010.  I’ve revised that essay  for my readers here at SCAN.

 

Reading: The Stuff of Life

I am reading

 The Power of Myth

by Joseph Campbell and Bill Moyers.

This book was on my book shelves for a number of years. It is a larger book that is easily noticeable. I often picked it up and looked through it, waiting for a time when I could sit down and really learn from these two remarkable men.

 

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During my teaching years at Geneva College,

I often thought about what I would do

 

“When I RETIRE”

 

My profession required extensive reading. I loved to read and

I devoured books and periodicals like there was no tomorrow.

However, the reading I did for my courses was always centered around what I taught in my courses.

I longed for more  time to read outside my course materials and requirements.

I thought ,

Someday I will  be able to do that, when I retire.

I began working  towards that magical future time when I could read to my heart’s content with no goal of ever teaching the material. I wanted to  read  just for me. I would read to satisfy my inner longings. I would read for myself alone. I would read for the sheer joy of reading.

I prepared for my retirement, for years!

My book collection was a treasure  trove of books  gathered  & put on shelves in my home library.

The book treasures  awaited my day of liberation when I could begin reading them. I could spend my retirement days with a precious book in my hands, and have no concern about time or interruptions.  I imagined this new freedom, every day.

I anticipated the time when I no longer had to spend time on the road, traveling to classes, or taking trips for business purposes.

I would not have to organize classes or  take students on international study trips. And, no more endless meetings around a table, talking about strategies, evaluations and future plans for student development.

In my envisioned retirement, I would no longer write conference presentations, faculty reports,  or attend  professional development sessions.

I would merely be reading my accumulation of books from my library shelves. I’d be content.

 

My retirement collection contained books of poetry, art, and great literature  – many of the books are by authors I was not teaching in the classroom.

Some are by my favorite poets, and some are poets I want to read but never had time because of my intense teaching schedule. Of course, I had a collection of hundreds of books from which I created courses. But, my treasured books for retirement were different.

Each book, a treasure, carefully  selected and collected.  

 

What I did not  know was  that a CATASTROPHY  would STOP me COLD!

 Ischemic Optic Neuropathy

  changed my plans. I experienced sudden, permanent, and profound sight loss.

 

All of my  reading is now through technologies either on my computer or on a special machine provided to Blind and Handicapped  people. While I am thankful to be able to read this way, it is certainly not as satisfying as holding a real book in my hands – feeling it’s heft; its unique smell; and the sense of touch from my fingers on the binding or the page edges. And, listening to someone read the book takes away almost all of the quiet and personal imagination that is so much richer.  I will never get used to a professional voice reading a book to me. The voices inside my head, in my imagination, have been abducted by those voices on the machines. I hate it!

 

Despite all of my personal emotions at the drastic changes in how I read, I am still very thankful for  books provided as sound recordings by he National Library of Congress.  I am able to order a variety of books I would like to read, but the books by contemporary poets are quite few. I still love academic books by academics and in the poetry section they simply are not there!  The books from NLS come directly to my house and are sent through the postal service to  my mailbox.

 

Because I love the feel of a physical book, some days, I struggle to read one of my books by using a CCTV (Closed Circuit Television) which is a magnification device. I can only read a very small portion of text at a time, but I am grateful that I still have a small amount of vision so I can actually SEE some text.  I still love the feeling of a real book in my hands, even though my ability to read it as I sit on a comfortable sofa in my library is no longer possible. I’d give anything to snuggle with a quilt on a winter’s day with my book in my hands  and my mind and imagination taking flights of fancy.  There is no replacement for those delights. No machine can do it.

I am thankful for this retirement time  away from the bustle and frenzy that was my professional life up until ELEVEN  long years ago.

However, the loss of eye sight brought new vision to me and I can see some things I would never have known existed if I had not lost most of my sight.  My daily walk is quite different now. But, it is a precious life, nevertheless. I can hear nuances in a voice that tell me exactly what a person is thinking – not what they are saying. I am not distracted by their  expressions now.  I am far more aware of perceptions than I ever was when I had full sight.

As I edit this essay, my two dogs lay nearby and my 2 cats come into my office to sit in the open window each morning. We greet each day together, and it is a good life. My retirement is satisfying and I have even had the time to write books and poetry.  I just completed the work on my 3rd book,  a full-length book of poems,  (Star Signs: New and Selected Poems) and my first chapbook, first snow, is ready for publication, too.

As I write. my 2 dogs  are asleep nearby.  Our 2 cats spend a lot of time in my writing office and like to sit in the open window to survey their world.

Good books and contented dogs & cats bring joy to my life.

READING  is the stuff of MY life.

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Blogging: Good News & Bad News

July 8, 2018

SCAN 

Blogging; Good News & Bad News

Which do you want first?

 

I’ll give you the bad news first:

I am not new to blogging. In fact, I started my blog, SCAN, in November , 2014. I ’d love to tell you how successful I am as a blogger, and how many dedicated “Followers” I have. But I really cannot do that because I have been far from success in my blogging life. I am beginning to figure out why this is the case. Let me explain some things that I’ve been learning for the past 2 ½ months.

 

 

Here’s the Good News!

I am learning why I have not been successful and how I can take some steps to turn it around.

First, I need to have a REASON & a FOCUS for my blog.

 This is the backbone of a blog. I didn’t have that structure that is necessary to build on.

In November 2014, I had the IDEA to create a blog and call it SCAN.

Why? I don’t know. I just had a feeling – you know, intuition.  The name for the blog just came to me one day, and I went to the computer and opened up a WordPress Blog and called it SCAN.

Because I had no REASON and no FOCUS for the blog, I simply wrote random essays and poetry.

If you have no set expectations for writing your blog, you will find that you really never have much success with it. How did I change all of this?

Under Patty L. Fletcher’s guidance, 2 months ago, in MAY,

I realized I need a clear FOCUS on a THEME.

I needed a REASON for my blog to exist.

My FIRST JOB was to figure out my FOCUS & my THEMES.

 

Patty told me to limit my postings to no more than 3 topics for discussion. Well, that was easy for me to do.  I chose 3 topics or themes that I have a passion for.  Art, Nature, and Literature.

I knew I wanted SCAN to be “A Quiet Place of Inspiration” for my visitors. It is not a place to be contentious or to debate issues or to rant or to promote apolitical agenda. It was not about taking action against anything or anyone.

 

I wanted to create a quiet place where my readers and I would celebrate the best

of everything and a LOVE for all things Art, Nature, and Literature.

 

What did I CHANGE?

My blog now announces my intentions as soon as you get to the front page.

SCAN – A Quiet Place of Inspiration:  We Love Art, Nature, and Literature.

 

Next, I had to ask – WHO is my intended audience?

That is easy, too.

I want to attract readers and creative people who are searching for inspiring articles that lift the spirit and nourish the soul of my readers.

 

Finally, I needed to begin SHARING

with other bloggers, writers, artists

 

 

To do this, I wanted to begin a series of articles and interviews by authors and Artists who also feel this way. I intended to present them as real people, in their own voices, telling their personal and professional stories.

“Saturday is for Sharing.”

Each Saturday morning, I will post a Guest who tells a story about their life, dreams, goals, and creative work in writing or art. I posted my first Guest Author yesterday, July 7, 2018.

The response has been overwhelming. I presented Patty L. Fletcher’s story first because I wanted to pay homage to a teacher who has changed my way of thinking and opened new doors of discovery for me, a retired college Professor. In this case, the teacher (me) became a student. Patty became MY teacher. I trusted her to guide me through unknown territory and I did as she instructed.

 

At the Christian college where I taught, our mission was to create “Servant Leaders.” We were to model what it means to be a servant leader, in order to help our students to understand our faith and our life mission.  I could see Patty as a servant leader of the people she helps in marketing, blogging and promoting. I recognized her spirit of humility in leadership and I simply followed whatever advice she offered me.  Why? Because I trusted her and it works!

After only 2 Months of learning from Patty…

The statistics that WordPress provides for our blogs tell the truth of what Patty’s assistance has meant to my blog’s visibility.

 

From January through April, I averaged 60 visitors per month on SCAN.

In May and June, I averaged 229 visitors per month.

Math is not my expertise, but even I know that this is remarkable.

New Followers of SCAN are coming on board nearly every day.

 

 

Already in the first WEEK of JULY

132 visitors came to my blog, SCAN.

This number of visitors makes me excited to think about what the total for July will be.

 

Beyond that, I begin to imagine where my blog is going in the next year – or more.  And, I feel a surge – Upwards bound!

 

Note For more information on Patty L. Fletcher:  Click Here!

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Lynda McKinney Lambert. Copyright July 7, 2018. All rights reserved.

Good News & Bad News

by Lynda and Miss Opal, her feline writing partner.  Lynda and Miss Opal live in rural western Pennsylvania in The Village of Wurtemburg. Miss Opal has a sister-cat named Miss Bessie.  Lynda is married to Bob Lambert and the couple share their home with 2 rescued dogs;  Miss Mitchell and Miss Dixie Tulip. Lynda is a retired professor of fine arts and humanities, and she is a fiber artist and author.

Lynda is the author of 2 published books:

Concerti: Psalms for the Pilgrimage Buy it!

Walking by Inner Vision: Stories & Poems Buy it!

 

Lynda has just completed her 3rd book

Star Signs: New & Selected Poems – 60 poems

AND her FIRST CHAPBOOK

first snow, 16 Poems with a Wintry Theme.

Both new books  are now available for publication. Editors, please contact Lynda for the manuscript.

 

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Miss Opal and Lynda McKinney Lambert

 

 

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Solitude

When from our better selves we have too long
Been parted by the hurrying world, and droop,
Sick of its business, of its pleasures tired,
How gracious, how benign is Solitude!  

—Hermit

 

I arrived at the Hambidge Center  in Rabun Gap, GA in the summer of 1988. It was late at night.  In the darkness, I drove into the driveway after my long journey from western Pennsylvania. I walked  to the main house where I met the manager  who would take me to where I would live  for the next month. I was going to be doing a Residency  and would be given a studio and place to live where I could do my art every day.  It was a great opportunity and a dream come true for me.

My guide  said, “I hope you like isolation.” My reply was, “Oh, yes! I love isolation.” The fact is, I did not have an inkling what isolation was but it sounded good to me.

Of course, I had no idea what isolation truly was for I had just arrived at this isolated art colony deep in the Georgia mountains. My normal life was back in Pennsylvania where I managed my busy home and family.  I cooked meals from scratch every day for my husband and 5 children. My homemade pies were famous among the ladies at my church.   The first thing I did each morning was 3 loads of Laundry.  In between the layers of  the business of taking care of husband, kids, dogs, cats, and anything else that came up, I was a non-traditional student pursuing the Bachelor of Fine Arts Degree.  Every spare moment I could find, I painted.  Painting was my obsession.

Driving up the steep mountain road, I followed his car.  Then we turned onto a pathway to the isolated little house where I would be living and working.  After the man left me there, alone, in the middle of the Blue Ridge Mountains – in utter darkness – I began to get an idea of what solitude would be like. While I was excited to be there, to have this opportunity, I was also stuck with the reality (and fear) of solitude.

My life was changing. I was diagnosed with breast cancer just 2 months before this trip.  And, my father died 2 weeks before the day I found myself alone at night in a strange place where I would live for the next month. My nerves were a frazzle.

 

But, the month I spent there, away from everyone and everything that was my normal life  was one of the most productive times in my creative life.  In this mountain solitude,  I was united with my “better self.”  Twenty-nine years later, I remain at peace  and solidly united with my “better self.”

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Red December

This frigid yet refreshing morning inspired me to write a poem. I wrote about a favorite COLOR

– RED –

And I wanted to describe my morning walk

in the darkness with my dogs.

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Red December

New-fallen snow glimmers in pre-dawn darkness

slender red barberries dangle from thin bare branches

I shuffle my feet, dig in to feel solid ground

near the place where my Father’s red roses

are surrounded by pillows of snow

slumbering safe in dark red December.

 

My heavy suede boots part the snow

It’s too early for the red cardinals

“Where do they go at night?”

A sharp wind makes me huddle deeper into my bright

red boucle’ jacket

while my two dogs search random trails

follow the long marks, meander downhill.

 

 

On a crisp day in mid-December

I desire red raspberry jam on warm toast

Linger by the tall pampas grass

weighted down to the ground with icy snow

I think of strawberry Sundays with whipped cream

I recall wearing Neiman Marcus Red lipstick and

dancing all night in

hot red stilettos and tight blue jeans.

 

 

We turn around – for the return home

the dogs circle in the frozen pachysandra patches

stiff, brown-green  shrunken leaves.

In memories I see my neighbor walking to her car

she wears a cranberry red hat, worsted red wool coat, flat, scarlet red shoes

carries a true-red leather handbag like the one I bought last Sunday.

 

I watched her from the upstairs window.

In her 80s, she revealed how to live a gallant life.

 

No cars pass us on the country road  this morning in red December

Where it is perpetual winter.

 

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Pennsylvania Spring

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Pennsylvania Spring The final week of May in Pennsylvania Photos from my early morning walk. Rhododendrum  is a STAR at this time of year. Look for it in shady places, forests and woodlands.             Delicate … Continue reading

Flo Budny – Pictures From My Soul

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The response I received was overwhelming. Most said that my work brought them joy. If they had a bad day and looked at my photos, it made their moods change and put a smile on their face.- Flo Budny, Pennsylvania photographer Continue reading