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Tuesday, November 15, 2005
A Blackwood Collaboration
My cousin, Larry G. Blackwood, is a most excellent photographer and calls his photography business Hawkline Photography. He takes breath-taking, peace-inspiring shots of nature. He also likes to shoot architecture, including old buildings with worn signs. Check his work out! He will be famous someday - and I'm related to him! ;-)
When our grandmother, Mary, needed to leave the hills of Oklahoma that she loved, she wrote some beautiful prose about the land and coyotes of her home there. One year, Larry went to that area of Okalahoma and took photos, then displayed them alongside our grandmother's writing, bringing a part of Mary back to life. I feel my grandmother's soul within mine and feel that one of her gifts to me is my appreciation for the land.
I have Larry's permission (does he know what he is getting in to?), to post my poetry (or my version of poetry) that some of Larry's photos inspire in me. I hope to someday attain my grandmother's strength and patience, along with her ability to tell the stories of the natural world that she loved. Until then, I give myself permission to write what comes from within me, having the awareness that the world that my grandmother lived in was much different from the one I have inherited and participated in creating.
Grandma, you rocked! I love you!
When our grandmother, Mary, needed to leave the hills of Oklahoma that she loved, she wrote some beautiful prose about the land and coyotes of her home there. One year, Larry went to that area of Okalahoma and took photos, then displayed them alongside our grandmother's writing, bringing a part of Mary back to life. I feel my grandmother's soul within mine and feel that one of her gifts to me is my appreciation for the land.
I have Larry's permission (does he know what he is getting in to?), to post my poetry (or my version of poetry) that some of Larry's photos inspire in me. I hope to someday attain my grandmother's strength and patience, along with her ability to tell the stories of the natural world that she loved. Until then, I give myself permission to write what comes from within me, having the awareness that the world that my grandmother lived in was much different from the one I have inherited and participated in creating.
Grandma, you rocked! I love you!
posted by Carol at 3:28 PM
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