Showing posts with label the gap year by sarah bird. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the gap year by sarah bird. Show all posts

Thursday, December 6, 2012

of birds and baby blue


..."You have to see this close your eyes!"...

...I do and there is so much beauty framed within... that I gasp...
(words from The Gap Year by Sarah Bird)
Cacharel Fall 2012 RTW

The giant red arrow, lighted now and blinking, shoots through the a sky that vibrates with colors shimmering and bouncing like aurora borealis...
(words 
from The Gap Year by Sarah Bird)
Photos taken by my guy in September 2012

Compared to this every other sunset I've ever seen seems painted on. These colors-swimming pool aqua, pomegranate ruby, neon green- go all the way through like stained glass...
(
words from The Gap Year by Sarah Bird)
Left: Victoria Beckham Fall 2012 RTW
Right: Vionnet Fall 2012 RTW


..."Do you like the sunset I ordered for you?"...

...We watch the colors fade to deep shadowy tones...
(
words from The Gap Year by Sarah Bird)
Sky photo taken by my guy in September 2012

...Like we are alone together in a submarine on the bottom of the ocean with a view of a world that has been hidden from me until this moment...
(
words from The Gap Year by Sarah Bird)
Me in Autumn 2006 

...Soon the bright plumes becomes an indistinct fuzz, like the down of all baby baby birds...
(
words from The Gap Year by Sarah Bird)
Sky photo taken by my guy in September 2012

... I walked into the great room and wondered why I had stopped allowing myself to appreciate the glorious light streaming in...
(
words from The Gap Year by Sarah Bird)
Me at the park in 2006

...watched a milky way of dust motes that float through the  radiance. Each particle was so precious and perfect...

(
words from The Gap Year by Sarah Bird )
The Gap Year by Sarah Bird

..."You'll be the best mother you know how to be.
 Just like your mother was the best mother she knew how to be and wasn't always.
 Just like you won't always be. So forgive her...

Forgive your mother, forgive everyone, but most of all, forgive yourself. Okay sweetie?"...





My art journal page written in October 2012

It rained all weekend, but started getting sunny yesterday, all sun, all today. I saw a large bird flying through the sky, with a large wingspan.

 
I asked J, "What kind of bird is that?"
But he didn't see it.

He: "It might be a vulture."
Me: "You're joking."

He: "They have vultures at my work."

Me: "Eww. Really? You don't hear that in Utah.
 Look there's a vulture."


Instead it's,

 Look there's a seagull, 
or a blue jay, or a robin redbreast.