The goal of an artist residency is to drench ones self in their creativity.  A few years ago I didn't even know what an artist residency was.  A few years ago I also would have said that my photography was inside the closet as a lovely creative experiment.  Now I don't think that.  Now I feel rather declarative about my work as an artist.

If you only knew how good that feels.  

I just completed my 3rd of 4 artist residencies under the gracious hosting of The Milkweed Mercantile.  I have had a few things strike me.  Before I share them I have to say that I believe I can find the visual charm of just about anything. My everyday imagery reflects this often. My four walls and what's inside them can not be that interesting, yet to me ...they actually are, and I of course photograph them ALL the time.  

The same heart shape leaves of my parkway tree pop open each spring, and each year they take my breath away.  AND I snap a picture of them every time.  Life repeats itself doesn't it?  It's a beautiful thing if you pause enough to revel in it.  

Dancing Rabbit simply by being what it is, is a pretty darn magical place.  If you would like to check out a bit of that magic, I have collected my Spring Residency into albums here

Below are just a few of the things that struck me:

Clothespins all in a row really please me.

Showing the tops of peanut butter cookies is important.

Everyday human is captured in moments.

Backround is everything.

Real men do collage.

One CAN fall in love with a dog.

Houses do move.

Love conquers all.

Nothing beats a goat parade.

Cookies can be backwards.  AND that's OK

There is such a thing as ostrichtron

Learning from others is remarkable.  Mentorship is a gift. Making things is cool. (OK i know, that's 3 things) 

Baby bunnies are positively adorable

It's all a matter of perspective.

Spring is a visible tangible touchable rebirth.