I have been pondering them for two days now. I found the similarities, liked the colors, and also found them somewhat strange. There was no yearning to own one or hang it on my wall. The price tag seemed high, until I heard her story and how they came about. Now the price tag seems cheap. I want to pawn something to buy one. I'd love to hang all of them on my wall, now that I've listened to them and seen them through a paradigm shift - her heart.
She kayaks with her camera into the Seattle harbor where the working boats are anchored. Most of the time they are getting repaired/refitted. Her kayak is a speck along side these rough textured hulls.
One mark she loves to find on a ship is its Plimsoll Line or waterline.
For this particular series she took over 200 photographs, looking specifically for horizontal and perpendicular lines that intersected/crossed. When she was finished, she realized they reflected her time of processing the grief from her husband's death.
She titles the photo/encaustics:
the Sorrow the Comfort
the End the Beginning
the Finite the Infinite
the Burden the Release
the Death the Life
the Journey the Destination
the Fear the Peace
the Forsaken the Found
the Making the Maker
the Me the You
the Tangible the Intangible
the Questions the Answer
the Changing the Changeless
the Worn the Restored
the Divided the Whole
Another series were photos of a copper bowl outside on a bench. Twelve months of photos. The bowl never moved. She moved. Each reflected life and a new way of seeing a new chapter, a fresh insight, or one more healing day. All of them had something seasonal reflected in the water, except one. It was dry and empty. My heart ached at the progression and I found myself empathic with her loss - through photos of a copper bowl.
She talked about wanting to know the name of the blank in between one song on a CD and another. A friend told her it was called "Digital Black". Living without her husband feels like this space at times. The song they sang together, she now has to learn to sing alone.
Her voice rang out and strummed my heart. It is still throbbing with wonder.
Here is her website.