red rocks park, everyone arriving for a concert at sunset
every single one of these photographs that i'm sharing with you were quickly snapped with the convenience of my little iPhone camera. i brought my digital camera along with me on this trip, but it seems too cumbersome and too involved to take the photos, load them into the computer, edit, sort, keep, cull. why has life gotten to be so fly by night?! but for the sake of saving time and energy, i'm sharing these with you.
robin was able to nab a couple of tickets online for neil young's sold out concert at red rocks this past sunday evening. my, my - what a life experience that neither of us will ever forget! a perfect summer evening with a perfect continual breeze, glittering lights of denver in the distant horizon, beautiful huge red rocks, a vibrant energy in the crowd, incredible crystal clear music and neil young's voice, then - the best of all - a huge rising moon, all orange and swollen, coming up over the eastern horizon above those glittering denver lights. to experience that with my son was perfection.
the one thing i wanted to do while here, outside of creating art in this lovely studio, and carving out as much time with my son as much as possible, was to visit the ancient (so ancient!) stand of bristlecone trees up on windy ridge. the photos below were all taken up there - i was breathless from the beauty, and overwhelmed as well - and it is my pleasure to share them with you. it was an amazing experience, deeply spiritual and moving. i created music for the trees around me by humming. i even made a video of that, and am grateful i have it to savor over and over again.
it was humbling to stand there next to such wise, ancient beings. just imagine what they've seen, what lives have come and gone in their presence. some of them are over 1,000 years of age - the oldest living creatures on this earth. humbling indeed.
i carried a few pieces of my newer creations in a small backpack, to photograph them hanging from trunks, from branches. after spending thirty minutes arranging and hanging and snapping photographs, the very notion of this seemed trivial, unnecessary, a waste of my time in the midst of such powerful beauty.
i swear, i believe they listened to me as i hummed a nameless nina tune. they listened, and they loved me right back. i know they did. i want to go see them again, and again. it was a holy, sacred time in a very holy place.
to have experienced this with robin was a priceless gift, one that i cherish and hold closely to my heart. and the journey continues....xo