along the path

Iris Peterson

Thinking, feeling, breathing... most days

Improvisation

This rabbit feels the sun and the wind and the rain. She watches plants and flowers growing, bending, stretching, fading, and falling. She's stirred by the cycles of seasons and by life and death and renewal. And she expresses everything she feels by moving and stretching...

Refreshing

Finally home in the last hour of sunlight. I'd waited until the grass was over 30" high before rolling my eyes and dragging the mower to the backyard. Now there are thick, itchy clumps of grass cuttings to gather up. With only gloves and a recycling bin as my tools, I con...

Grateful heart

Today has been one long promise of a walk, "later." A surprisingly calm promise with full intention to follow through, lacking the normal guilt that lurks around if we miss a morning walk. Maybe it's the on-again-off-again rain that prolongs my equilibrium even as it disr...

Where to go from here

I'm opening the refrigerator after a long day, about to start cooking dinner, and a pure feeling sneaks up suddenly in my heart: "Ahh... I just wish for calm." And a startling connection to this man, to his own single-minded pursuit of calm. All this while experiencing a ...

The beginning

What do you do when you're ready for an adventure to end, and yet there's nowhere to go "back" to? When do you finally realize that as things are constantly changing they have eventually morphed into something where there is no "going back"? I suppose there is never a go...

Clicking forward

The work I leave behind has a lot of nice ideas but I was never fully satisfied with the surfaces I produced. As for the old website, it took only a gleeful flurry of clicks to delete everything. How deliciously simple. Some of what I liked especially well: My new w...

Doubt

Monday. In my head. Sorting, planning, brainstorming, grabbing at sensible choices and loosening my grip in an exhausting cycle. I'm unfocused and unproductive, off schedule from a visit with family. I sense that getting art accomplished will set everything else into pla...

Unexpected opportunities

During my recent time in Bloomington, Indiana, I had an opportunity to choreograph a dance for Windfall Dancers. Abstractly speaking, it seemed fun-- why not, as long as it doesn't conflict with my busy schedule? As June approached, the idea became something real, an oppo...

Reminiscence

Aix en Provence, France, a few years ago: When I see this mischievous face and coyly flopping paws, I think he might be a distant relative of my silly dog, Vladimir. I'm completely enchanted by the playfulness of these lions! They are eight in total, perched on two fount...

Early afternoon mystery

Below the shouting of joyful birds, I lean my ear toward the grass, surprised. The sound is delicate but distinct, of Rice Crispies giggling and cackling in milk. I stay for several minutes, trying to conjure the scene in my mind's eye: the sun pressure-cooking morning de...