Quite an open theme I had on my hands this week — half & half. With my coffee? No, thanks, I’m talking something a little bit different. What I automatically think of is a divide, more like an opposite type of project, but that wasn’t quite checking the “half & half” box in my mind. So I went out in search of things that could fit the bill, and just so happen to find them in my back yard.
Summer is starting to fade…
It was literally just a few days ago that I was talking about a hot summer day, but with the slight change of the weather, and the fact that I was at the beach more like two weeks ago, things have started to take a turn for the worse already. It’s also Labor Day weekend — the official end of summer. While I haven’t received the notice, and have still been enjoying some hot, sunny days, other elements of nature apparently have. I’m going to hold on to this nice weather for as long as I can, and will try to ignore the things changing around me.
It does prove for an interesting time of year, as well as some unique garden aesthetics. While some things are in bloom, others have completely died. Even within the same plant — parts are trying to grow, while others are giving up and conceding to the slowly cooling weather.
I’m enjoying both the literal and figurative expression of this theme. Literally speaking, these plants are half dead, half living. Plain and simple; a great example of a single object being split in to something which would be considered “half & half”. Figuratively speaking, I see these as examples of life and death; new beginnings, closure for old issues.
I’m sure you all know by now that this has been a pretty interesting year for me, full of many changes and new beginnings of my own. I’m sure you also know I like to work with opposites, and thoughts of life and death are often projected into my work. Though I didn’t have a clear idea of what I wanted for this week, I did go out with a small intention to locate something along these lines. Over the past few days I’ve started a new job, completed my first week at MICA, and have scheduled to begin my second new job in a few days. It’s been overwhelming; I’ve been nervous, unsure, self-doubting, uncomfortable, and just plain scarred. It’s also been the best week that I’ve had in a long time (except for vacation — the beach wins, hands-down, no matter what is going on in my life!). I’ve also been happy. Really, truly, eyes watering up, feeling excited, butterflies in my stomach, chills, engaged, inspired, motivated, happy.
For the first time in a long time I feel as if I’m within a group of like-minded individuals, and that I have contributed something of meaning. I’ve also been able to let go of a lot of old ghosts haunting me by taking these steps in moving on. It’s truly hard to grasp when I catch myself in the middle of it, but I’m at the begging of a journey that I have been wanting to take for as long as I can remember; a journey which I never though I would embark on. Though I was unhappy, I fought for a very long time to hold on to the life I used to have. I was afraid of change, and terrified of failure, both of which kept me in an unhealthy yet comfortable position. I’ve made some extreme changes, and have taken some chances that even shocked me at times.
So while you may be viewing these pictures as I initially had, as images of the summer beginning to fade, remember that for the blooms to return next year, they have to start over, and let got of the seasons before. In this case, life will come from death, and things that are half living now will be in full bloom again in a short while. Letting go of old things will allow for new opportunities. My life, which was being half-lived, will be in full bloom before I know it, and I’m still trying to wrap my head around it.