A Breath of Fresh Air

August 6th, 2011

Looking through my photos this weekend, I realized that I’m drawn over and over to images of windows. This one was taken from inside a house in Sienna and it’s my favorite because the cloud seems to bleed into the window casement. It also reminds me of the paintings of  the Madonna in a room or tower with a long view out the window behind her. I’m fascinated by windows and mirrors…the former teasing me with a glimpse of freedom just beyond my grasp, the latter reflecting my constant and frustrating search for some kind of bullshit cosmic enlightenment right back at me.  An over-simplified explanation of their appeal, but I suspect they are two poles of my personality, both tugging at my attention. Right now, though, I need to cut a window in my life. When I remember the wide open feeling of the day this was taken in Italy, I’m hungry to live in a place of possibility, to be a foreigner, to have to learn a new language and a new me, to fling open the shutters every morning and see the world freshly made, waiting for me to step into it.

2 Responses to “A Breath of Fresh Air”

  1. Deb says:

    You always put into words, things that I am feeling only I didn’t know how to put them into words….Thank you!

  2. nikki says:

    thank you!

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