Moving through Reality May 2 2020
02nd May 2020
It is May - almost two months of social isolation with everyone's nerves reaching a fever pitch.
I must quit the mob scenes on the news and look at things keeping me afloat - finishing shoots from visits to the Arnold Arboretum in March and moving on to April (my favorite month- usually).
First below - forsythia is blooming. The weather was reasonable and I saw a few masks on walkers.
Most visitors on this day were alone or in pairs. I made the journey to admire the first shock of living color -- Yellow.
The woman on the path nearest me is holding herself as if in self-protection. People are walking on the grass to keep away from others. There is tension in the air, but we are here.
Pilgrimage to Yellow (Arnold Arboretum April 2020}
This second image is from earlier in March. The day finds me walking into a wetlands area being drawn by the plume of orange/pink, some of the first buds of the season. The houses along the Arborway can be seen.
As I worked on this collage I was thinking about my isolation and lonely desire to find a friend to talk with without barriers between us. This is as close as I can get right now.
With a friend (Arnold Arboretum March 2020)
I must quit the mob scenes on the news and look at things keeping me afloat - finishing shoots from visits to the Arnold Arboretum in March and moving on to April (my favorite month- usually).
First below - forsythia is blooming. The weather was reasonable and I saw a few masks on walkers.
Most visitors on this day were alone or in pairs. I made the journey to admire the first shock of living color -- Yellow.
The woman on the path nearest me is holding herself as if in self-protection. People are walking on the grass to keep away from others. There is tension in the air, but we are here.
Pilgrimage to Yellow (Arnold Arboretum April 2020}
This second image is from earlier in March. The day finds me walking into a wetlands area being drawn by the plume of orange/pink, some of the first buds of the season. The houses along the Arborway can be seen.
As I worked on this collage I was thinking about my isolation and lonely desire to find a friend to talk with without barriers between us. This is as close as I can get right now.
With a friend (Arnold Arboretum March 2020)