Gentle Reminders
I love the idea of candles. Soft light that changes the mood of a room and creates atmosphere. But in the practical light of day, wax drips. I occasionally forget to snuff flames. And most of the time, I rely on the light of portable, rechargeable LED lamps that move from room to room as I need them. Candles are aspirational for me, and it I have to remind myself it’s okay to let the idea of them go.
I’ve spent the last few months working on a collection of still life floral images, and while the end results are pretty good, I am frustrated with the work. I feel stressed out by the need to collect props (vases and flower frogs and such) and hang back drops and arrange stools and tables and set up the tripod and wait for good light. I remind myself that there is a point in any project where I want to give up, and often, I just need to wait it out. Uncertainty is part of the work.
Every so often, I decide with fervent commitment that I need a new Fitbit or some other means of counting my steps. This usually lasts just about a week, and then I remember that I do not actually care about how many steps I take in a day. Again, there is the never-ending pressure to try harder. Not everything needs to be fixed.