Rooted

She is standing, rooted, connected to all of nature, connected to her dreams. Manifesting. A heart filled with gratitude.

Toned cyanotype on fabric with stitching.

The “roots” are from a photo of a tree I took when we lived in Clarksville, TN. Often on Sundays we would drive into KY for a date day and we would pass this lovely tree in a field again and again. I was waiting for winter so I could snap this photo, knowing someday I would turn the image upside down to be the perfect roots. And the image of my daughter was from almost ten years ago. Sometimes I feel like I create too slowly but then I reassure myself that the art appears when it is ready, when I’m ready. In this, and in other ways, I’m trying to be easier on myself this year.

I don't have a photo of this piece in its frame but I can see it on the wall near where I am sitting now, typing this. I can't help but smile when I look at my beautiful daughter and think of our many photo adventures. I'm also reminded of my connection to this beautiful earth and the energies between all things. Everyday I'm trying to put my bare feet in the grass. It is good thinking time, good creative idea generating time, and I'm grateful.

xoxo