A walk of shifted perspective and into a retreat from the edge to socially distance from sunset seeking crowds.
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A walking and mapping project of my everyday. A navigation of shifting space, meaning, and self.
May 22
A drive to continue to press play regardless of the number of shifts, detours, or arrows pointing into an unknown.
May 21
A walk fraught with frustration, anxiety, and concern. Strength was revealed in the two moments when I was drawn out of my inner dialog and into the world around me - Optimism and Growth.
May 20
In search of a metronome. Knowing the time and day is typically not a question I struggle to answer. Lately it has become a continual question. A destabilizing rhythm with few numbers and surfaces that register. A float in to time and space attempting to rest on solid ground and within a known framework.
May 19
Finding the boundary and the extent possible is a drive into positions of discomfort, instability, and surreal pressure. Arrival at the edge reveals meaningful lines and moments which connect, support, and inspire. Making known that even at the edge - you are not alone.
Barriers and isolation are momentary spaces to reach the next opportunity, connect, and care.
May 18
The world at hand. As expansive and thoughtful as the longest journeys.
May 17
I began this walk uncertain as to where I would end up. I headed up into The Market and began.
Opportunities and voices at hand open up critical, creative, and inspiring ways for me to make my path.
Our right-of-way is one defined by potential. What opportunities are available? What paths to follow? What voices are present?
May 16
A brief walk along the White River provided expansive joy and inspiration. A world overflowing into life and unbound freshness.
May 15
Weekly walk to acquire provisions. A short walk which defines the world I call home. The small geographic world of The Market provides for an expansive life.
May 14 | Low Light
An evening stroll revealed a subtle low light which cast attention to small details and dynamic surfaces.
May 13
A sunset stroll.
May 12
A walk brought me to one of my favorite artworks in Seattle. EVLOVE by Zach Yarrington.
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Love is present and available to us as we evolve.
Love is present when we chose to see it.
Love is a dynamic spectrum with a vibrancy available when close attention is paid.
Love is captured in each moment and clear hue.
Evolve.
Yes, I see it.
May 11
Black Hole Sun
Won't you come
And wash away the rain… (Soundgarden)
Words which emerge into my mind and spirit every time I walk up to Black Sun. (Isamu Noguchi)
A deep Seattle resonance carries through the generations who resolve to take this place we call home in to their soul and engage with it through creativity and passion.
May 10
A moment of pause at the origin.
May 9
Touching Water… An adventure turning over rocks at lands end with my core.
May 8
A (Temporary) art gallery has formed along 1st Avenue. Consider a city of urban art. A city as gallery. Will we return to a city as a site of displacement and marginalization. Or, one which resists urban displacement and has room for creative and inspired voices? Can urban art drive our ‘new normal ‘ as the the tide returns and we envision a cycle of enrichment in lieu of displacement?
May 7
A visit to my core reflected back calm and strength.
May 6
A walk to my original home in Seattle revealed a city suspended in animation.
May 5
A walk originating from the confluence of Yesler Way and James Street presented a brilliance that radiated eastward through the city and my spirit.
May 4
A walk up University Street and Beacon Hill contemplated a future and relished in the vibrant May flowers of our present.