Looking

Brooklyn, New York

                                                                  Hello, my friends.

I've been away for too long, but, as the saying goes: 

The more things change, the more they stay the same. 

(Or something.)

Kawasi Hasui, 1923. Seen at the Clark Museum, Williamstown Massachusetts

 I've discovered an era of Japanese prints that I love--Shin Hanga, from the first half of the twentieth century, moving away from traditionalists like Hokusai, toward modernism.

Sea roses, Portland Maine

 My love for flowers and the world of nature continues. 

No matter how much I look, there is always something new to see, 

or a new way of looking at it.

Teddy Bear Cholla, Tucson Arizona

 I try to remember to look up, to look down, 

to look wherever I am not looking. 

To investigate tree bark and ditch flowers.

Ice, Andes New York

I get absorbed in watching ice form, water flow, the colors of wild flowers. 

Can perspective be a saving grace?

Greenpoint waterfront, Brooklyn

 I hope that you are well, I really do.

xo

Jennifer