the light is always changing

For nothing is fixed

forever, forever, forever,

 

it is not fixed;

 the earth is always shifting

 the light is always changing

    --James Baldwin, For Nothing is Fixed 

 

These photos are from a road trip last week through Indiana, Ohio, the mountains of West Virginia and into North Carolina--it was all very very beautiful and I had quite the time just trying to pick just a few to show you and pair with this lovely snippet from James Baldwin. You can find the rest of the poem here.  Also, today is the launch of an online exhibit I am taking part in, along with more than 50 artists from around the world, also coordinated by L'Air Arts Residency and curated by one of its past residents. It's called Site Visit and can be found on Artland.com.

 

Lastly, here's a little road music to go along with. 

and also this, of course:

Reason To Believe

If I listened long enough to you

 I'd find a way to believe that it's all true

 Knowing that you lied straight faced while I cried

 Still I look to find a reason to believe

 Someone like you makes it hard to live

 Without somebody else

Someone like you makes it easy to give

Never think of myself

If I gave you time to change my mind

I'd find a way to leave the past behind

Knowing that you lied straight-faced while I cried

Still I look to find a reason to believe...
--lyrics from the song, Reason to Believe by Tim Hardin

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I took these photos last week while on the road to Texas--a state I'd never visited before. It was a very long road trip through parts of old Route 66 and smaller state highways where bits of the old and forgotten were everywhere. On the trip back, this quiet radio program called Hand Crank Radio in Arkansas played a song written and sung by Tim Hardin and somehow, the passing scenery paired with his sweet sadness stayed with me long after it ended. So I'm including it to go along with this little series.

All There Is Ever

It's being here now that's important.

There's no past and there's no future. 

Time is a very misleading thing.

All there is ever, is the now--George Harrison

searching for the old me

When I was younger I believed, that I could win.

Now I wonder.

There was a time when you and I, walked hand & hand.

Now I wonder.

 i keep on searching for the old me, I keep on thinking I can change

I keep on hoping for a new day, will I ever feel the same?

Now I wonder.

Oh I wonder.

Now I wonder.

--cris isaak