Thursday, February 28, 2013


Don't rush past me. I may be just what you need.

Take pause before you throw me away. 
I could be one of your most thoughtful ideas.

What is here?

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

A Walk Around the Lake

Those who know me know I love to walk. There is no better way to 'circulate energy' than to leave the house (most importantly!) and get out for at least an hour. Walk. Think. Don't think. Walk through personal issues, creative issues, get AHA! moments. Just walk. Breathe. Look around. Walk.

I'm lucky to be able to do this these days in a beautiful setting. The past few years I've been here in Tromsø in the summertime and I've made a point to walk around the small lake at the top of the island. In the winter, it is just as magical and as I walk I hear the crunch, crunch, creak, of the snow underfoot and in the distance can hear the swoosh swoosh of cross country skiers as they make their way along the surface of the snow covered ice.

Today there were no particular AHA! moments, but my mood was boosted and some creative ideas got to take a lovely walk around the lake.

Monday, February 18, 2013

Inner Dialog

I've been a person of few words, lately. I have, however, been in an active inner dialog with my senses since I've been in Norway, now for about a month. There is music in the ever changing light here and poetry in the images it both reveals and conceals in the landscape. I've felt humbled to be a part of this. Winter in the North of Norway is very special and it's felt necessary to simply be here without explaining how it all feels.

My work is now beginning to take part in this ongoing conversation and I've been enjoying the very interesting journey I am being taken on as my materials choose to express themselves.

Curiosity and wonder continue to be precious gifts.

The Essence of Monday Morning

 Slowly and gently the sun returns.

In the stillness of the winter we remain.

In the hope of Spring's promise we are illuminated.

Friday, February 15, 2013

Paths in the Snow

Each day I walk, 
finding paths in the snow.
These paths are more pronounced with each step that creates them. 
And even though I now know where they lead, 
They are new
each day I walk.

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

The Sound of Silence

How can words describe what the heart truly is?

Thursday, February 7, 2013



Emerging gently.

Coaxed by the quiet cadence

of my feet upon the snow.