Scattering Ashes

From July 10, 2011. A quiet day, calm water on Kachemack Bay in Alaska. We look towards Gull Island, listening to bird activity, watching for puffins among the gulls.
It happens before we organize it, their ashes slip into the quiet ripples, and they are finally home, at peace.
As we hold each other, we all feel the change.
The boat silently slips around the corner, and we let the sounds of life continuing back into our ears and our hearts. We feel lighter. We can rest now, we can move on, we can seek purpose on our own life paths.
We will not forget, we will keep them in our hearts, watching for them in the next room, but we can do that and smile and enjoy beautiful days.

Beginning to Move

My trip to Alaska this summer gave me the place to explore with visual input which offered a focused and fresh "project" plan for art making.
This last year, I was on autopilot, overwhelmed emotionally, and was immobilized in my own artwork. I decided to use this summer to make myself move out of that non-productive state.
Using a quick and small format, giving myself the permission to throw out any pieces, I began the process of reawakening.