21 April, 2009

The Hidden Season - Part Two

Shadows and Light


In 1980, Joni Mitchell, the Canadian composer/musician/singer released a live album. It was basically a compilation that chronicled her growth from a simple folk singer into an respected and accomplished jazz muscian. That period was about four years long from 1975 to 1979. Mitchell's fertile mind and spirit created a veritable explosion of songs and albums, leaving some in the folk/rock world dumfounded as she embraced and mastered the subtle nuances of all manner of jazz.

The name of the album is Shadows and Light. The title tune:

Mitchell is a consumate musical artist. Her unique ability to fuse folk with jazz and paint incredible, indelible pictures with music and words blossomed in those years, the late 1970's.

She is also an accomplished visual artist, painting in watercolors and oils. This aging Lady of the Canyons is very visual, very tactile and very much a Scorpio drawn to darkness, drawn to light.

She and I share Scorpio traits, and the affinity for visual/tactile art and music. Hence, the title of this post....Shadows and Light.


Yesterday, I took Nate for a walk along Clear Creek in the Jeffco open space Prospect Lake Park. The lil' digital camera came along for the walk.

Officially, we are a month into the season. Spring is still young here. The latest major spring storm has gone east. All the wet snow has melted in the stong sunlight. Succulent grass is rising and fresh buds add more green to the willows and cottonwoods. The sun is still low enough that it creates raking light, even at midday. Shadows and light....and snow on the upper foothills. Its still that hidden season, caught between the end of winter and true spring.

The spring runoff has not yet begun in the high country. The foothill and high plains creeks are still running very low. Its a good time to take photos along the stream beds. And, with the digital age, its gives us the ability to manipulate images.

The creative spark, the breath of God's Spirit
runs deep in his children.
To some, it is a fierce flame,
driving a life-long obsession.

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