Technology failures and crazy work schedules (I have five bylines in Sunday’s paper, y’all — that’s nuts) caused this post delay. Now that that excuse is out of the way, enjoy this photo explosion from Luminaria, San Antonio’s nighttime arts extravaganza. The idea is that all exhibitors use light in their work somehow. It’s always beautiful and fun, and this year the weather held out. Seeing other people’s art always inspires me. I hope it works for you, too.
Dance like the wind, the water, the stars
Dance in your living room when you’d rather just sit down and watch TV
Dance with abandon
Dance until you sweat, until you laugh, until you cry
Dance fast or slow, with a partner or alone
Dance in summer, winter, spring and fall
Dance because you can
Dance under any circumstances
Dance for people to see
Dance for nobody but yourself
Dance because it’s exactly what you’re supposed to do
So, as you can probably tell, this photo made me think of dancing. I danced for 20 years and miss it all the time, but I also do it in my living room just about every night. For fun. And it is.
Another thing I thought of when I saw this photo was how much I’d like to decorate a room using the color palette — lots of silver, white, icy blue and gray and, thanks to that one square of the disco ball, punches of hot pink.
The day is new and fresh.
You are pulled forward by the water, like the water.
Each step leaves something behind -
Work, school, stress, technology.
You are on the edge of the world,
looking out at nothing but the possibility of everything.
You are small.
A speck, a blip, a tiny sparkle in the sand.
Part of nature’s ebb and flow.
The sound of the waves, the heat of the sun, the taste of salt in the air.
When it’s time to go back, you don’t leave it behind.
It’s in your skin and veins.
In each step you take.
In each breath you take.
It’s everywhere you look, if you’d remember to look.
Big thanks to Olga for digging through hundreds of photos to submit these. And thanks for the inspiration.