Smoke Filled.
A walk bounded by roof top perimeter and smoked filled horizon found determination.
A walking and mapping project of my everyday. A navigation of shifting space, meaning, and self.
Smoke Filled.
A walk bounded by roof top perimeter and smoked filled horizon found determination.
A Brilliant Cloudy View.
A walk where no matter how dark, distant, or blurred the world became brilliant light and colors shown through to aid navigation.
Iteration
A walk along the waterfront for the past 7+ years has been one of intense transformation and erasure. The next iteration of waterfront is slowly emerging as final surfaces begin to open.
Old moments are seen in new light. Mental images connect the dots. The removal of one layer adds another.
Perpetual urban and architectural design questions continue to be answered. A constructed space which leaves for us to answer the critical social questions seen in the sharp glare of a light that illuminates stark contrast and a struggle ahead.
Haze.
A fall approaches. The cycle of transformation and flow is present.
Gaze.
A smoke roles in from distant fire to obscure the middle ground. Lines trace across the water to reveal the salmon return. Ships align to a tide approaching the shore to await the tide of grain leaving the continent.
Bloom.
Stellar light reflects off water of such clarity to produce needed stability within a lives eternal flows.
Origin.
A lifting body.
Origin.
Connection. Exploration. History. Care. Ancestry.
My expanded world – residing at the threshold to the world beyond.
The Strength to Hold the World.
Weeks when all the wheels come off it is often best to leave them on the ground look to strengths and continue on. A walk to see the possible in yourself and the world around you. The wheels will be there upon your return. Relish in the the world at hand and the gathering of support that elevates the earth to new levels. The strength to hold up the world is not a solitary task and one filled with beauty.
Bird on a Wire.
A walk revealed a linear geometry defined by life. Lines established. Lines expanded. Lines extending to make space to inhabit and breathe.
Origin.
An immediate surround filled with life.
Urban Text - Required Reading
“If I could do one thing over, it would be the last time we spoke. Not because it was bad. Because I really liked it.”
A walk to start again. A search for bedrock is not necessary a means to fix a position but establish strength to achieve new movements and growth.
Digging Down to Build Up
A walk to reflect and make space for self care witnessed a cleansing and vibrant flow of water. A nourishing and resonant movement which at times overwhelms but also holds the capacity to heal.
Touching Water - Everlasting Strength.
A month of walking ends under curfew.
Curfew
Walking for Change.
Walking for Justice.
Walking Together.
Walking to Breathe.
Walking to Live.
The rain fell | We walked
The rain fell | Voices clear
The rain fell | Heads high
The rain fell | We rise
No Justice | No Peace
A day of rest.
Full Circle
A walk that continued to extend. Another step. Another block. I will turn back soon. Another block. Another step. A walk that started with an emerging pattern of old and new. A walk that ended 7 hours later exhausted and reconnected to the fact that we must never turn back. We must continue to step forward toward justice, the right to this city for all, racial and social equity, and a perspective of deep care for others. It is available in the beauty and people around us if we care to fight for it. The long walk continues.
To rise we must mobilize. To build we must care. To establish a pattern beyond confined momentum we must step forward…
A walk that originated with me tuned to the sounds of the city shifted to one focused on light and color.
A Rain Day listening to the slow accumulation of water onto leaves.
A beautiful convergence of calm and energy along a small Puget Sound tidal flat. Striving to explore, converse, eat, and make attempts to understand the meaning of this ever changing tide and world around us.