Entries categorized as ‘its the little things’
from things
to slices
to pieces
from pieces to slices
and slices to pieces
the little things can lift you up
the little things can take you down
entering the dark spaces is an easy task for me,
i have spent much time here.
realizing there is not one photo of me as an “adult” with my mom has re-illuminated some things… now i understand i created this, fostered it, removal en-total, destroying completely my health and wellness … purposefully taking down the stones … years ago… years after the memory loss … i wiped “it” clean, my way. with no understanding of what future means, i took NOW into account, repeatedly, each time stepping further and further away from the SELF. it’s Now again, finally able to pick up the pieces, and most of my family up and dies within a few years.
in some sort of continual aftermath i pray for the confidence to guide me so that i can find all these lost pieces … or things… or slices…
~faern march 2010
previous related posts:
its the little things :
http://faern-in-the-works.com/category/its-the-little-things/
slices:
http://interludeactuate.wordpress.com/category/slice-of-life/
other:
http://faern-in-the-works.com/2010/03/25/methods-of-being/
http://faern-in-the-works.com/2010/03/20/effect1/
http://faern-in-the-works.com/2010/03/17/not-so-direct/
http://faern-in-the-works.com/2010/03/17/the-seventh/
Categories: faern · interlude : actuate · its the little things · missive · photography
here’s the last image i took about a week before my mom passed away for ‘it’s the little things’
and so… i’m saying basically …. i divulged these ‘its the little things’ for as long as they created a teeny escape from what i was dealing with… minimal moments. when things were really escalating, becoming more and more difficult caring for my mom, supporting her as best as could be done, the little things lost their majik . and as i sit here, directly mourning, allowing things to be things, moments to be moments and i plan to let it go as long as i can, but as i sit here, remembering, i see these little things as specs right now, soon enough support will grow. but for now , i’m going to allow myself to cry over the light switch if i feel like it, but more likely i see a slice and parts are missing…
also: please see this related post
http://interludeactuate.wordpress.com/2010/03/16/slice-of-life-1/
(picture in picture : my grandmother and her mom, um… a long time ago)
http://interludeactuate.wordpress.com/2010/03/16/a-slice-of-a-start/
Categories: faern · its the little things · missive
Tagged: faern, faernworks, its the little things, life, photography
taken out of context, its just a glass that used to have bourbon in it
Categories: faernworks · its the little things
Tagged: faern, faernworks, its the little things, life, photography
February 28, 2010 · 1 Comment
Categories: art · bad unkl sista' · faern · faernworks · interlude : actuate · its the little things · mixed media · ozomatli · photography · san francisco · sf how i love you · sf how i love you its the little things · yoga related · yoga tree sf
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never knew what i had until they were gone and now i have
photo memories
Categories: faern · its the little things
Tagged: black and white, faern, faernworks, vintage photo
even if tomorrow everything stopped, up until then life happened
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San Francisco says Variety.
People. Architecture. Sounds. Views. Temperatures.
All the disparate specs
All piled upon each other…
I could sit here forever and just never get to the point-
AND be ok with it…
contemplating what it is that I love about this city
at this juncture of my life is like a brainstorming session,
lots of things…Popping up.
I lost some things sometime,
I knew I’d find them here.
With every trip around the city,
Not that I’d look for “things”
They are just here,
Hiding unless you see them.
i am not talking about finding
my Self here or anything
And I lose things too…
There’s not one way to describe
This motion of emotion as
There is not one person to portray it, the things,
These little things
they are just here, and there
it’s the little things that remind
me its ok to cry, while also they
help me fight back the tears.
they remind me of what has
Been, and what will be-
That it CAN be, whatever it is.
That being said, it’s the little things that can propel us through life.
I walk around as if I am in a dream.
The little things, they are everywhere in this city,
and they are all I see.
~faern
artist : photographer
feb 20, 2010
location : Columbarium S.F. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Columbarium_of_San_Francisco
dress : 1950′s vintage
necklace : Velvet Otterhound – vintage reconstruction http://www.velvetotterhound.com/
earrings : Faernworks Emanation earrings http://www.etsy.com/shop/faernworks
hair : Betsey @ Hair of the Gods
boots : Dirty Laundry – 100% recycled materials
makeup : Faern
photographer : Julie Michelle http://femmefotographie.com/
originally posted at : http://iliveheresf.com/?p=997
Categories: city related · faern · its the little things · san francisco · sf how i love you
Tagged: columbarium, columbarium sf, faern, i live here sf, its the little things, julie michelle, life, san francisco
in my quiet search for a method to express my current situation , or express mySelf within my current transition
-however you want too see that.
‘its the little things’ originally sparked by my love for this city, and working through that which i missed while i was away while still being away… but in actuality ‘its the little things’ came out of the collecting of all the things that compile a life…with my mom.
after going through what ever breakdown that came, shooting my blood pressure through the roof, an issue i had been proud to say that i conquered with asana practice and diet… creating new ways of taking care of myself…. after a month or so ~ taking some time away from the family, each day hoping it wasn’t too many days away… lost in it all, days and minutes completely dissolved, all hidden away, cataloged for my future collection of my little things…
i returned to the realization that i am lucky to be given this time with my mom, just being there with her while she deals with her pain. *that silence is the most difficult silence to bear. but i wont trade it for anything except to turn back the years and get to know her better.
that being said, ite the little things.
i walk around as if in a dream and the little things are all i see…
so, somehow all of that brought me to pull bits and pieces out of my journal and place them with images- or vice versa and post them to this blog
here are the past posts
http://faern-in-the-works.com/category/its-the-little-things/
http://faern-in-the-works.com/2010/02/12/tlt-journey-entry/
http://faern-in-the-works.com/2010/02/12/the-little-things/
http://faern-in-the-works.com/2010/02/13/tlt-bricks-entry/
http://faern-in-the-works.com/2010/02/14/tlt-seed-entry/
http://faern-in-the-works.com/2010/02/14/tlt-dirt/
http://faern-in-the-works.com/2010/02/14/tlt-basic/
http://faern-in-the-works.com/2010/02/16/the-little-things-oh-those-things/
so that’s it, they are what they are whatever they are
Categories: faernworks · its the little things · photography
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