Last weekend, Jen and I bolted to the mountains on a virtually kid-less, early Sunday morning on a wild hair to fulfill a long-time desire to capture an idea on “film.” Cali was with us but she’s a little angel and aside from toting her across a river, she let her crazy parents get lost in their musings. We took approximately 438 pictures of Jen in a perfectly-old-fashioned lace gown in the forest with not-so-old-fashioned eye make-up.
The image [above] is the result of a sleepless night hyped up on creative energy with a sense of adventure and fantasy coursing through my fingertips. Now, all week long I’ve been staring at this image (set as the desktop on all my digital things with screens) compiling a song in the back of my head in between writing code, pushing pixels, and trying desperately to immerse myself in my tasks at work and everything else that requires my attention. Under heavy influence of Neverending White Lights as well, but wait… you can’t hear the music in my head.
It’s been ten years of marriage so far. I’ve been dead for the past couple of years; felt hollow and dense as granite. Work was killing me and I was letting it. But recently the flickerings and sparks of a flame eternal have been igniting, and, literally burning me up inside. I see her and pictures of her and I feel like a goofy, clumsy, overheated infatuated boy. I feel alive again. Below is the first draft, attempting to collect the murmurings of my heart about what my wife (and this image) invokes deep inside me in places that have not seen the light of day in eons.
Soft rain, salted painting everything gray and the colors of
Everything else
Life racing anxiously, aimless in my veins
Crimson run, run as fast as you can…
Sky, pour out life from above
Bathe my face, my heart in drops of light andShe smiles and…
She smiles.She’s chasing the light and
I’m chasing the light in her eyesShe watches the world and
Life passes by and
We get pushed aside and
Forgotten fears lurk in the dark, in the corners of the light and
Where the hell did all this time go?From beginnings to ends
She’s chasing light
Time stops, flickering in her eyes
And I’m chasing that light in her eyes
Maybe just once I’ll catch that light
Chasing the light in…Forever she holds
Time stopped in her eyes and
I’m chasing the light in her eyes and
Together we’ll be chased by gravity across the sky and
I’m always chasing the light in her eyesMaybe just once I’ll catch the light…
Now… I just need to learn a few things about making music. Oh, and check out some other pics and perspectives from Jen’s side of the story.


