looking back over last month's photographs
seeking a photo-heart connection
it's hard to select just one
i love
the delicate curves of tree branches
trees, silhouetted against the late afternoon sky
tiny young trees
surrounded
by sturdy big trees
that have learned to survive the harsh winters
big skies and wide open spaces
and winter's late afternoon light
but finally, I choose
this one
a photograph taken at my favourite late afternoon time,
in one of my favourite places
in this city that I love
the strong dark branches of the trees
contrasting with the pure white snow
silhouetted against the milky blue sky
and the weak light of the late afternoon sun
it's a quiet time
wide open space
no others around
i can be
alone
as i explore
and breathe in
the beauty of this place
late last night
walking to my bedroom
ready to sleep
all of a sudden,
i felt an urge
a need
to create
to take out my paints
and splash them around
wildly
with abandon
and so,
instead of ignoring the urge,
instead of postponing with excuses and tomorrows and indecision,
i did it
i took out my paints
chose colours
spontaneously
the ones that called to me
wanting to be used
i chose my subject
it came to me at once
spontaneously
the bird in the park
who sat on my hand to eat bread crumbs
and so i began
loosely,
wildly,
randomly,
freely,
spontaneously,
confidently
sketching,
scribbling,
scraping,
splattering,
swirling
and when I finished,
i began another
a wintry landscape
painted from the heart
and then another
and more
until finally,
joyfully,
the muse was satisfied
and so was i
and i was free
to go to bed