Friday, March 26, 2010

Spectator Art

“It is the spectator, and not life, that art really mirrors”

~ Oscar Wilde

digital visioning by Wilde Raven
Spectator Art, digital visioning by Wilde Raven

Thursday, March 25, 2010

The Lost Sock, by Julie Nygaard

Have you ever wondered where those missing socks end up?...

artwork by Julie Nygaard

Well......I was in Cowichan Bay recently with my children and we just happen to come across this lonely forgotten sock........
My children had many questions about this sock and how it ended up being there on the fence, all alone..........who put it there, was it to mark something, did someone lose it? My son Kyle thought it might be Raymond's sock for Raymond has socks here, there and everywhere.
My son thought that maybe we should send it in to the Lost & Found at the local newspaper. Someone could be missing this special fuzzy worn out sock!
You just never know.....the sock may have some history, walked with someone in their shoes, kept their feet warm and dry and knew very personal information......there is alot of emotion for this sock.
We left the sock on the fence. Maybe it is a symbol that all is not lost for hanging on the fence is definitely a way to get noticed!

March 2010

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Running with wolves

Turn up your speakers and click play to listen to "Wolf Song".

"The body uses its skin and deeper fascia and flesh to record all that goes on around it. Like the Rosetta stone, for those who know how to read it, the body is a living record of life given, life taken, life hoped for, life healed. It is valued for its articulate ability to register immediate reaction, to feel profoundly, to sense ahead..."

- Clarissa Pinkola Est'es, Women who run with wolves

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

March Blues, photography by Julie Nygaard

Winter Storm, by Julie Nygaard, 2008
Winter Storm, by Julie Nygaard, 2010

I have been feeling "not myself" lately...... it seems with all the drama our daily lives fill us with and the routines we all follow, we can become unattached, maybe insensitive at times to the world around us. There are times when the world just seems to be not following things according to how our agenda is laid out. With looking for a reason to grumble, a reason for my "moment of self inflicted despair", the caffeine finally kicked in. I realized that I am looking forward to the beginning, the start of the upcoming season, an unfolding of new events in my life and the process of letting go of the cold of winter's grasp.

Julie Nygaard, 2008