Thursday, October 24, 2013

Sunrise

"Sunrise" by Edvard Munch

The magic is only moments away.
Hills and trees are dark silhouettes against the grayish sky.
The world is still and silent, seemingly dead...
Then, a flicker of something.
A bird
emerges from the black woods.
Takes flight, soaring higher and higher,
as if just knowing.
And, it happens.
Rays of gold reach above the eastern world border.
Caressing softly
and transforming everything.
The every day miracle.
Ancient.
And brightly new.


Monday, October 21, 2013

Siblings

 
Auxerre, France, this summer. Late night dinner outside, and my four kids having fun around a mobile phone app

Sunday, October 20, 2013

When You Don't Feel Like Yourself (Pooh Wisdom)


You probably also have days like this. Days when you just feel off....  A. A. Milne let Winnie the Pooh say it in a beautifully simple way: "I don't feel very much like Pooh today." And, he let Piglet give the answer: Tea and honey. Your "tea and honey" may be something else. It may be going for a walk, watching a movie or talk to a friend, whatever works for you. Pooh and Piglet just remind you that feelings like that are normal, they're human and they'll pass, eventually.

Monday, October 14, 2013

Autumn in Oslo


Picture taken last week in Oslo, after visiting the Munch anniversary exhibition.

Saturday, October 5, 2013

Yes, you can!

  
Pierre-Auguste Renoir: Woman with a Letter
Thinking

If you think you are beaten, you are
If you think you dare not, you don't,
If you like to win, but you think you can't
It is almost certain you won't.

If you think you'll lose, you're lost
For out of the world we find,
Success begins with a fellow's will
It's all in the state of mind.

If you think you are outclassed, you are
You've got to think high to rise,
You've got to be sure of yourself before
You can ever win a prize.

Life's battles don't always go
To the stronger or faster man,
But soon or late the man who wins
Is the man who thinks he can.
Walter D. Wintle



Wednesday, October 2, 2013

My Dad and I in an Old Style Photo Booth!


 
 
My dad and I in a photo booth in Oslo sometimes in the early 70's. I'm looking mildly intrigued by the experience, not really getting what we're doing sitting in that strange place behind a curtain, watching a mirror.
Today, these photographs are dear keepsakes and souvenirs, even if I don't remember it...