Sunday, April 26, 2015

When Two Become One: A 30 Year Milestone

April 27, 2015 marks our 30 year wedding anniversary. It doesn't seem possible that 30 years have already gone by-all so quickly.
How we met

I used to live in San Diego and while attending Grossmont College, I was thrilled that they actually had a dance department (dance is my first love, you know) and took as many dance classes as I could fit into my schedule. Once a year, I would perform in the college dance concert at the El Cajon Performing Arts Center. Which is where I met Mark. I would see him once a year for a week when we came in to the theater for rehearsals and then the performances. This went on for 5 years and in that fifth year, we went out on a date-which was a hiking date to the top of Mt. Laguna. Which wasn't really a hike, but more like a long walk up an asphalt road.

I really enjoyed spending time with Mark and I wasn't sure how long it would be before we got a chance to go out on another date (we were both moving targets and it seems that we still are), so when I called him up later to thank him and to let him know how much I enjoyed being with him, I asked him for another date. In the meantime, I had forgotten my brown bandana in his truck. He sent me a 'ransom' note in the mail:

The Proposal and Wedding

The dating continued and as we approached our one year hiking anniversary date, Mark, who has trouble keeping secrets, kept hinting around that he got something for me and that it might be 'bigger than a bread box'. I thought we'd go hiking to commemorate the one year anniversary, but instead, I was taken to a park in San Diego that is along Mission Bay. Instead of a hike, he proposed to me. The banner that was tied between the two trees said, "I'm bananas about you!". I think that was the most nervous I had ever seen him-was when he proposed.

A year later, my dad walked me down the aisle.

And two became one.

I love the fact that I was able to wear his mother's wedding dress-that meant so much more to me than buying something brand new and frilly. It's hard to believe that it's been 30 years. We've been through a lot together and I can say that there has never been a dull moment with this man.

Renewing our wedding vows at church

I couldn't have asked for a better person to be my husband (and being good looking too). He is someone I can lean on, faithful, strong, ethical and reliable. He works so hard and I keep saying that I don't know how he does it, but he does. I certainly could not keep the pace that he does. He is also the best father anyone could be to our son. We are all so blessed! God willing, I look forward to the day when can look each other in the eyes and wish each other a happy 50th anniversary!

Saturday, April 25, 2015

Shadow and Light

Accept what the present brings and live in that.
If one is not established in the present, then
one is nowhere and nothing is possible.

~Rodney Collin

These are 'exercises' in creating images using negative space-that area of the image that has nothing. And yet, it is something, isn't it? If it's given a name, it has to be something.
Since the beginning of the year, I have been participating in a weekly meme for photographers (Meetup Arts New Mexico Group)-the host picks a new theme each week and we have one week to create and post our images. It's been fun to do and gets me thinking, well, sideways. 
The synergy from the group is growing too with each week's' submissions. I like to do it for that reason and to challenge myself. I end up creating images that I wouldn't come up with otherwise. It's a good way to grow. I added an extra challenge (and yes, it is) of creating as many images as possible on my cell phone and doing all the editing in my cell phone too. Such as, these two images. I know I use my cell phone camera a lot, but doing this challenge in this manner has gotten me to think about more creative ways to use it and all the potential that it comes with. It's been a wonderful learning process for me. The ap used for editing is Snapseed-which allowed me to do the black and white conversion, crop and frame the picture.
In the meantime, join us as a group of us (yes-there are many of us!) from around the world post our shadow shots over at Shadow Shot Sunday 2. Entertain your muse and be amused by stopping by to see what others have posted!

Saturday, April 18, 2015

Seeing Through The One Who Sees

One instant is eternity:
eternity is in the now;
When you see through this one instant,
you see through the one who sees.


© Paula Scott Molokai Girl Studio

© Paula Scott Molokai Girl Studio

Orchids in bloom seems like such perfection. They never seem to have any flaws-just this rareness, exoctic-ness that makes me want to just keep staring at them. The color and beauty is intoxicating. What is more amazing about this orchid is that it was given to me a year ago-complete with the full blooms. I get apprehensive about owning an orchid plant here in New Mexico-our climate is so dry that I have doubts about my ability to keep the plant alive long enough to see it bloom again. And, it did. You see, this was given to me by some friends when my dad and his wife passed 11 days apart about a year ago. I don't know if orchids have an internal time clock that tells it to bloom again a year later, but this one did. The first bloom arrived in time for dad's anniversary date. I think it's pretty cool that it not only survived a year with me, but bloomed right at the one year mark of their passing.


In the meantime, join us as a group of us (yes-there are many of us!) from around the world post our shadow shots over at Shadow Shot Sunday 2. Entertain your muse and be amused by stopping by to see what others have posted!

Saturday, April 11, 2015

You Are That

Soul of all souls, life of life-you are That
Seen and unseen, moving and unmoving-you are That
The road that leads to the City is endless;
Go without head or feet
And you'll already be there.
What else could you be?
You are That.


Baptismal font at Nativity Blessed Virgin Mary Church in Alameda, NM
© Paula Scott Molokai Girl Studio

When you were a child, what did you think you were going to be at the age you at at now?

When you were a teenager, what did you think you would be at your age now?

I would contend that it is very difficult for younger people such as children and young adults (and even some older adults) to imagine what they will become. Oh, granted there are always exceptions to this, but for most of us, we just don't know and cannot even imagine. I certainly would not have guessed that I would be an artist working in a handful of mediums. Granted, I don't make a living doing this, but this is indeed what I am.

I sure would've liked to have had the chance to hang out with Rumi-such wisdom and insight! Wouldn't you? There are so many questions I'd like to ask-although I would be content to just hangout and observe in silence, really.

Are we ever content with who we are? I suppose it doesn't matter if we are or aren't. Because,

you are That

In the meantime, join us as a group of us (yes-there are many of us!) from around the world post our shadow shots over at Shadow Shot Sunday 2. Entertain your muse and be amused by stopping by to see what others have posted!

Saturday, April 04, 2015

In the Ordinary

"Life is only now.
Love is only now.
Truth is only now.
Wisdom is only now.

Enlightenment, Self-Realization-only now.
Joy is only now.
Happiness is only now.
Freedom, only now.
Absolute Peace, only now.

It's up to you."

~Scott Morrison

"The search for the exotic, the strange, the unusual, the uncommon has often taken the form of pilgrimages, of turning away from the world, the "Journeys to the East", to another country or to a different religion. The great lesson from the true mystics, from the Zen monks, and now also from the Humanistic and Transpersonal psychologists-that the sacred is in the ordinary, that it is to be found in one's daily life, in one's own back yard, and that travel may be a flight from confronting the sacred-this lesson can be easily lost. To be looking elsehwere for miracles is to me a sure sign of ignorance that everything is miraculous."    ~Abraham Maslow

I like that-that the sacred is in the ordinary. For, it is. We Westerners always think that we need to be 'wowed' by something in order for it to have some sort of credence or deep meaning. I just think that we tend to be blind, for the most part to what is in front of us. I remember when I used to live in Los Angeles back in the '80's and the Bolshoi Ballet came to perform-a really big deal back then as nothing ever toured out of the Soviet Union. My husband and I got tickets to see them at the Dorothy Chandler Performance Center in Los Angeles. I was awestruck by the quality of the performance-I could see the difference in the training that these dancers had and it translated into a level of artistry I had never seen before (American Ballet Theatre, Joffrey Ballet, etc., are fantastic, but they train differently). I had to restrain myself from jumping out of my seat and applauding wildly for the dancers. But, I didn't because the audience as a whole, seemed so nonplussed by it all. I found it hard to believe. It was as though they were blind to the calibre of talent before them. If not blind, then not very appreciative or demonstrative of their appreciation. And the Bolshoi Ballet is far from ordinary. But, the story still serves as an example of sorts of how we miss the sacred that is right there before us each and every day.

As for the bird skull and partial vertebrae, I'm almost hesitant to tell the story on how it is that I have it. If this sort of thing creeps you out, then read no further (be warned)!

The dove died of natural causes in my yard-I found its body as the base of one of my holly shrubs. I let it be and asked my husband to let it be and watched as it decayed over the course of many months (takes forever here in this dry climate). Finally, all of it's flesh and feathers had rotted off and all that was left was its bones. I only kept the skull and vertebrae as that was most visually interesting to me. I kept it as I wanted to photograph it. I think I'd like to do a 'vanitas' kind of a shot with this in the near future if it doesn't disintegrate on me (it is extremely delicate).

Have a Blessed Easter, everyone!

In the meantime, join us as a group of us (yes-there are many of us!) from around the world post our shadow shots over at Shadow Shot Sunday 2. Entertain your muse and be amused by stopping by to see what others have posted!

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