Feathered~ Weeks Fifteen through Twenty

Feathered, Weeks Fifteen Through Twenty

I am feeling like we are hitting our stride with this project.  At first it was an idea, maybe we could make our way through the year, one feather image at a time. Then panic set in, how can we each take an image a week, and include a feather in the image, without it becoming stale, or cliched?  Panic, falter, then I believe we both saw the edge, and the possibilities, and have started to really explore this concept.  I believe we have hit our stride.  

I hate to even say it, afraid to jinx ourselves…  but the dream, which started as just the simple idea of one feather image a week, has turned into something bigger.  Now I have stretched this dream to maybe (hopefully, because I am allowed to dream big right??) now the dream includes a book of the final project, which we would sell and give some of the proceeds to Lyme and Autism research…  and maybe, maybe maybe, I would LOVE to see some of our favorite images hanging in a gallery, a Feathered Show.  I am dreaming big, but I feel like I can see them printed, and framed and hanging all together in a gallery.  I do think it would be powerful!

Dream big!  And maybe, from a simple idea, things will happen…

~~Feathered, Week Fifteen~~

“Sit, be still, and listen,
because you’re drunk
and we’re at
the edge of the roof.” 
― Rumi

~~Feathered, Week Sixteen~~

“The Lorax: Which way does a tree fall? 
The Once-ler: Uh, down? 
The Lorax: A tree falls the way it leans. Be careful which way you lean.” 
― Dr. Seuss, The Lorax

~~Feathered, Week Seventeen~~

A feather from the Whipporwill
That everlasting – Sings!
Whose galleries – are Sunrise –
Whose Oprea – the Springs –
Whoes Emerald Nest the Ages spin
Of mellow – murmuring thread – 
Whoes Beryl Egg, what schoolboys hunt
In “recess” – Overheard!
~Emily Dickinson

~~Feathered, Week Eighteen~~

“If you shut your eyes and are a lucky one, you may see at times a shapeless pool of lovely pale colours suspended in the darkness; then if you squeeze your eyes tighter, the pool begins to take shape, and the colours become so vivid that with another squeeze they must go on fire.”
― J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

~~Feathered, Week Nineteen~~

“The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched, but must be felt with the heart.” ~Helen Keller

~~Feathered, Week Twenty~~

“There is no perfection only life” 
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness Of Being

Thank you all for watching along with us as we continue to stretch and grow with this… next month I will talk about… Why feathers?  And maybe even…. what does it all mean??

Love from us to you!