Saturday, July 10, 2010

Week 18: Organic/Inorganic

Organic (left: Sarah)

I was a dancer once, and it was one of the best dreams I have ever had. I remember waking up and being so bitterly disappointed that I couldn't actually move my body like that, feel music like that, leap or spin just like that. I felt weightless and sure of every single movement without the anticipation of the next move.

It's amazing, there are so many types of dance. It lives and evolves through people and culture and time.

For me, dance is organic ~ a living, breathing art form.

Inorganic (right: Mary)

Udaipur is said to be Rajasthan’s most romantic city. And, while I loved the surrounding mountains, the dried up lake where grass grew and cattle grazed, and the people, I was completely blown away by the beauty of the architecture. The way the city sparkled at night and shimmered during the day. I spent hours gazing out into the city, full of palaces, temples, and gorgeous old architecture.

What inorganic things do you love?

Friday, July 2, 2010

Week 17: Fire/Water

Fire (left: Sarah)

C'mon baby, light my fire...

Two things come to mind when I think fire.

One is passion, and the other is sitting around a campfire.

I would consider myself a pretty passionate person in every sense of the word. I care about things, people, ideas, and I have opinions, strong ones - oh yes, I do. I want to achieve things... achieve life, with a PASSION.

And then there is this, lounging around a campfire on a cool summer's eve. That has to be one of the most relaxing things for me, especially when I am surrounded by good friends, laughter and conversation.

I will be home to Canada in 3 weeks today, and I am sooo looking forward to getting together with my family and friends and enjoying each other's company around a smoky fire pit. HOME, HERE I COME, and that, I feel pretty fiery about! YIPEE!

Water (right: Mary)

Bring on the rain!

I took this picture a month ago in Vietnam and I was inspired to use it this week because everywhere we go in India is dried up, hot and the people and the land are desperate for the rain.

‘We are waiting’, they say, as they gesture to the skies and as the sweat drips from their faces. I, too, am waiting.

Water is everything. Without it, we along with the rest of life on the planet would vanish. It’s precious, just like our hands and feet, but far more fundamental.

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As a way to stay connected through our travels and beyond, A Perspective Project was initiated by the desire to master our cameras, and to be creative and more observant of the world around us.


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