About three years ago, my friend and I had a habit of meeting on her narrow wooden porch in the afternoons. It seemed the perfect time and place in a regular day, just an everyday day, for conversation. We would talk about a lot of things - sometimes for hours. But mostly, we talked about creative expression. She's been immersed in the arts her whole life. Me, I've only dabbled.
For years, I spent most of my waking energy attending to the complex, the unanswerable, and the urgent. And rightly so. But I longed for more...an artistic voice all my own.
Finally, the landscape of my life had opened up a little. There was a bit more free space, free time. Creativity could finally draw a breath.
After much discussion with C, I decided to begin a blog.
My son taught me how to take photos with a little point-and-shoot, how to edit them on Gimp, how to post on Typepad.
And so, I wrote. I photographed. I created posts for my blog.
Almost three years later, I've taken over 4,000 photos.
I've written 350+ posts - but I don't know anyone who has read my blog.
I don't advertise. I don't belong to writing groups. I don't win bloggy awards. I don't comment on other people's blogs much, or "friends" anybody. I just started tweeting a month ago, and it still seems kinda weird. I can't bear to facebook just yet.
I like anonymity. I like being invisible. I have pretty much ensured that no one can find me.
I just write.
But now, a concert of circumstances have revealed that this, really, is the perfect time to take a new attitude, to begin to connect with others, to expand, to become visible. To learn new things.
What seemed at first to be another, "Oh no!", may actually turn out to be, "What luck!"
I have a plan - but what if I fail?
What if I succeed?
What Luck is under construction. Please check back on March 20, 2011, when I launch What Luck.
Until then, please visit my current blog, Cartas, Letters from Home. In Cartas, I share my photos and write about my home - the City of Santa Barbara, California.