Robert Frost Farm, New Hampshire

Michelle July 1, 2013

Braedon read the poems aloud as the floor boards creaked under our feet. His voice adding a whole new level of love to the words already held so close to my heart. Lily brought her camera and so thoughtfully captured moments and items that called to her. The butterflies on the quilt, the typewriter keys, the shadows beside the curtains.

Halfway through our time there, I realized I kept holding my breath.

I think part of me wanted to somehow keep Robert Frost's ghost in my lungs as long as possible.

That Time There Was A Rainbow Around the Sun

Michelle May 18, 2013

The changes we dread most may contain our salvation.― Barbara Kingsolver

Today, as I was making the beds in the camper, I got a text saying that there was a giant rainbow around the sun.

I dropped the pillows and dashed outside, looked up, and then lost my breath.

I am aware that this image looks like nothing special. It kind of looks like a camera flare. But it's not.

It's a full-circle rainbow halo in the sky around the sun.

I laid on my back in the grass until it faded completely out of sight.

Her Laugh

Michelle May 14, 2013

Here

Michelle May 5, 2013

“We can't be afraid of change. You may feel very secure in the pond that you are in, but if you never venture out of it, you will never know that there is such a thing as an ocean, a sea."― C. JoyBell C.

(an instagram capture from this week.)

Our Creative Truth // Final Week

Michelle May 3, 2013

“If you are a dreamer come in”― Shel Silverstein

With this Creative Truth project, we wanted to try something a little bit different. "Come as you are. Your authentic, imperfect, truth is pretty awesome," we declared. "The only rule is to tell the truth."

I had no idea what the results would be.

These four weeks have been incredible. Strangers from far and wide wrote, and shared their brave truths. It's been a magical collaboration, and I am honored to have stood beside you all for just a tiny fraction of time on this journey. Creative women linking arms from Dubai, Hawaii, France, Minnesota, Connecticut and on and on...

Mothers, daughters, sisters, lovers, friends. Photographers, painters, poets. Happy, sad, broken, reclaimed. Brave. Beautiful.

Together. All part of this wild and messy creative existence, together.

Thank you. So much.