Chihuly at Night, Biltmore House, Asheville NC

“Glass is the most magical of all materials. It transmits light in a special way.” – Dale Chihuly

The Biltmore Gardens in Asheville NC feature acres of formal and informal gardens designed by America’s foremost landscape architect, Frederick Law Olmsted.

This summer the gardens are made even more special with the temporary exhibiton of Chihuly glass sculptures set in several of the gardens and the conservatory.

Most of the sculptures are set in a garden setting, amidst roses and lilies, in compositions with ornate marble sculptures, or floating midst water features. (Only one piece is in the house itself.)

These three photographs are along the walkway that leads from the Library Terace to the Walled Gardens. As it was raining the only evening we had access to the Chihuly at Night event, I spent a good amount of time in this area, setting up shots while being protected somewhat by the terrace cover. Likely these are not the pieces I would have photographed if the other garden areas had not been rained out, but I rather like this particular display, the melding of traditional and contemporary art.

 

Walking the Earth – A Miksang (Contemplative) Photography Collaboration

walk the earth – a collaborative practice © 2017 Bo Mackison

A Miksang Photography collaborative practice. We create together in the Contemplative Creatives Journey workshops. We begin again December 15th, 2017. Here’s the offer.

DIARY WRITTEN ON AUTUMN LEAVES (a poem in six parts)

Gingko Leaves © 2017 Bo Mackison

 

DIARY WRITTEN ON AUTUMN LEAVES

(in six parts)

I. there are the dreams

Hold my thoughts
and dreams
as you scatter
take flight
for those of us grounded

II. there is the holding on

Holding on, hanging on.
No stranger to holding on
before letting go of the known.

Change electrifies the sky.
Freedom awaits.

III. there is the ride

It’s your turn to travel
On the winds of time
Gently, freely floating
Sublime.

Letting go
Trusting
Riding the winds of life.

Scatter
leaf dreams,
whirl and chatter,
small red and gold cyclones
grasp wind,
flutter,
let go.

Brilliant leaf
please take my regrets
on the wind.
Let them fall away.

Fall away, let go, ride the air,
So a new year may begin.

IV. there is the dust

Last vestige of Summer
crumples into dust
To augment the new growth
of a new Summer,
As I will augment the growth
of a new generation.

V. there is rest

Signaling change
Ever changing skies
Preparing for rest.

tenderly landing

The leafless branches
like stitches pulling together
land and sky

A thin page of the season
Leaf of gossamer
Holds my gaze, my thoughts, my love

resting, earth to earth
connecting, heaven to earth

VI. there is the quiet

Floating, flying, propelled
into unknown adventure,
Finally to find rest,
lying softly on the earth’s litter,

Cushioned among the other
discarded gowns of summer.
I envy your deep sleep,
the safety of your blanket,
As I trudge on through winter.

there is the quiet

now be
be still in the wind
be still.

Scattering of Gingko Leaves © 2017 Bo Mackison

This poem was written with my Contemplative Creatives Journey (CCJ) online workshop/community. It is a collaborative effort. Together we imagined what diary entry we might write on an autumn leaf. Then I wove together the words of 15 members of the group – this poem is the result. These collaborations are one of my favorite parts of our group and give me such deep joy when I can weave words into one offering. It’s truly a lovely creative practice.

If this sort of thing appeals to you, I hope you’ll check out my coming offering. CCJ Winter begins December 15 and is now open for registration.

Exploring Lake Louise

Lake Louise and Victoria Glacier

Lake Louise and Boat Dock

Exploring Lake Louise by Red Canoe

Exploring Banff

Lake Vermilion and Mt. Rundle ©2017

Banff National Park, Alberta Canada