Thursday, February 02, 2012

Switching gears...

Back to work at the Indiana Studio.

So here I am, one ferry, car, and train trip later. Traveling by train gives me time to adjust to all the differences that my life is made up of. Switching gears. The train whistles and moves forward as I do. The tracks are switched as we changed directions or let other trains pass us in the night.

I have been thinking the past couple of days how my life is indeed like a train...moving, bell ringing, track switching...coming and going. We are all like that really...ready to go when the train shows up on our door or when we are dropped off in the early morning darkness with suitcase in hand watching the sun come up.

The boxes are suitcases are unpacked, work is backed up from a couple of days on the road and weeks away from the studio (the still unnamed studio!)

However, don't be dismayed, there are seashells and sand in the pocket of my winter coat from our last walk on the beach.


Anonymous said...

Lovely post.

Anonymous said...

Yes lovely , your simplicity and move, your analogy of our unfolding lives with being on the train is lovely , I enjoyed your photo as well: thanks for sharing your intimate work place ... smiles ... next Sunday I'll travel by train from the Mediterranean Sea ( Nice ) to the country house in les Cévénnes, it is not a long distance but I take several trains and the whole trip is about 7 to 8 hours , (like to fly over the Ocean !)

Lou Ann Homan said...

Traveling by train...ahhh romantic and fun. How did your travel go?