touching the magic
january 21, 2006
barefoot beach, florida
"a kind of golden hour one remembers
for a life time... everything was touched with magic."
--margaret bourke white
some say that all really great accomplishments
in a lifetime have a common recipe: a pound of patience,
a dollop of perservence and a heap of faith. i
would add to that a large helping of support from those
who love you. nothing is ever born of singular effort.
thus it was with
my january 20 one-woman photography exhibit. it simply
would not have happened without the willing and loving
hands of several dear friends. some of them traveled
thousands of miles from the pacific coast to the gulf
coast; others simply held out their hands from mere
miles away and offered time, support and items i simply
did not have myself.
and after many
thwarted attempts, much stress, more sleepless, endless
days nights than i care to recall, illnesses and a
trail littered with broken printers, frames and glass,
it finally happened. we were all still setting up at
the final hour, but it really did happen. it was lovely
and it was exactly as i envisioned. and best of all,
it was a success in every way.
and what a show it was! crowds attended.
a profit was made. and i was surrounded by all the praise
and encouragement one ego should ever be infused with.
i drove home overwhelmed by the outpouring
of support and kindness. i drove home exhausted by effort
and so many lessons learned. i drove home knowing, as
margaret bourke white wrote in the opening quote, that
for a few golden hours, everthing was touched with magic.
nikon d100, nikkor
80-400 vr @ 135mm, 1/800, f/9