In Night - Week As Art

Today is the second day of my week depicted as art for the Create Mixed Media Site. While I explained in yesterdays post my intentions of depicting not only 9/11 but the days that followed I also feel it is very inportant to maintain my voice in the week to come; sharing techniques and information with you as well as well as having a giftaway. In many ways this is the best way I can think of to honor this most profound week of remembrance; for me it will be a week of giving and sharing.

September 12th is as vivid to me as the 11th. I remember searching for a bit stream of light; light that hopefully included hope. Perhaps one of the most difficult things about this dark week was my pregnancy. At home and 6 1/2 months pregnant with my love on the road was for a lack of a better word, was scary. I sought any ray of hope that could be found only to learn of more sadness.

From this grief rose an even greater desire to live a life full of beauty and grace. No more would I complain about empty things. I re-comitted myself to take in each moment, rush less and be aware of all things around me. While at times it is difficult to live in these moments I can tell you they are not few and far between but rather bountiful and often. 

Today my gift to you is a bonus project that I created for Stampington. While you create think of all of the beauty you are graced with and may your day be a full of light! Click here for full project instructions and photos.

 

 

 

 

 

Comments

[Tina Schiefer]

I remember not only the "darkness" but also the "silence". We were living in Irvine at the time. All air traffic was grounded. The lack of "white noise" over-head was deafening....

[cat kerr]

I cant imagine being at home by yourself during this time.I too was pregnant with my youngest and I remember how I felt..the sadness was overwheming..and I kept thinking,I'm bringing my little guy into THIS? I still feel it,looking back...looking forward..its everywhere...but like you I cannot allow this fear to overtake me..instead I use the fear to my advantage..Everytime I catch the sun peaking through the foliage,or a cluster of birds zigzaging there way in the sky,or when my son writes me sweet notes and my daughter laughs at her Daddys silly jokes...I remember..I remember the fear,and so it helps me appreciate my time here all the more...
Six months before 9-11 we moved to Florida,a place to raise our kids and call home.I am thankful for that move more than anything..Hubby was a NYC Police officer.

"From this grief rose an even greater desire to live a life full of beauty and grace"...I get it..I get it..
Hugs,Cat