Stranger in a Strange Land

"On my journey home, I dreamt of swimming with whales. I realized that I’d had this same dream many times before. Then I knew why everything had seemed so familiar. We weren’t strangers to the sea; it had been our home, too. And deep down, we remember."

via here photo by Christopher Michel

Play Date

I walked past a gallery while in Paia, Maui the other week, and saw some work by the Cesere Brothers. Most of them are vivid with an fun, vibrant feel, but THIS one. Gah! This is what I dream of shooting. Someday when I can invest into pieces of art for my walls, this one's going up.

Technicolour Alaska

Found this gem while looking through Vimeo's staff pick videos. She says:

There are some things in this world that everyone deserves to experience with their own eyes. I headed to Alaska in February with the hope of catching a glimpse of the Northern Lights with mine. That glimpse turned into an extravaganza...a party in the sky, and I was an onlooker, a face in the crowd...awestruck, mesmerized, feeling like the luckiest girl in the world. Night after night I was captivated by bright and colorful lights dancing wistfully above me; a graceful representation of the light in my soul. These were enchanted nights like I've never experienced. And while my camera captured a play-by-play of the spectacle, I could be found dog sledding through snow-covered forests, relaxing by the fire in a toasty cabin, or simply laying down in the snow and drifting into the dance.

This was the most amazing trip of my life so far...and here it is, summarized in under 3 minutes. This is my first time time lapse film, so it means a lot that you're here, reading this, stepping into a very special piece of my past.
Thank you. x

Photography & Production by AlexisCoram
AlexisCoram.SmugMug.com/Landscape/Alaska
Facebook.com/AlexisCoram1

So beautiful, I could watch this for hours.

Wild Geese

(me)

You do not have to be good.

You do not have to walk on your knees

For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.

You only have to let the soft animal of your body

love what it loves.

Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.

Meanwhile the world goes on.

Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain

are moving across the landscapes,

over the prairies and the deep trees,

the mountains and the rivers.

Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,

are heading home again.

Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,

the world offers itself to your imagination,

calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting --

over and over announcing your place

in the family of things.

-Mary Oliver