Welcome 2022

 

My dearest readers of Ginger's Art Journal, I'm back. 

There is joy and there is much sadness too. There are flowers blooming and flowers in decay. I admit, I did drop out of traveling to art exhibitions during Covid19, but it was a couple years before that, that I had to slow down. I took on my family responsibilities as care giver and had less and less time for travel and art. But I did find respite in my photography through my cellphone. Imagine that, 'I thought to myself,' a traditional photographer that had spent numerous hours in a darkroom developing images and now compared developing a picture at light speed with a click of an index finger on my cellphone and then I can even fix the picture in edit mode. Photography has indeed come a long way.

When I did see the difficult moments confront me in real life, I could turn away and find a flower to photograph and immerse myself in the escape to beauty right there on my cellphone. Dang thing. But I didn't ignore the arts during these challenging golden year changes. I was able to use my cellphone as the connection by which I didn't lose my connection to the world, I didn't miss the openings, because I could see the wonderful pictures on Facebook and social media. I did stay connected. And now, my fingers are itchy to write again, to drive across town, put on a mask, and dust off my digital camera and do my photo-journalist thing that I do. I have not abandoned my deepest ambitions to curate some art shows, to have a space of my own, to be able to invite folks back inside and to get all "creative" again. I can't predict anything in this unique new spring that I feel is coming to my life now, at this present moment in time. I just know I've been away and I'm ready to pick up where I left off. Here's to progress and getting through 2022!