Still not feeling the writing thing just yet. I have a lot to say, but I just can’t seem to put it all into words.
So, more pictures.
I’m back. It’s been 8 months. Almost exactly, as a matter of fact, which is weird, but here I am.
Have some stuff to write about, so stay tuned. It’s been a long, strange few months. (In the same way as an 8 month trek over broken glass and rusty nails would be. Yes, that strange.)
Meantime, I have some pictures to share.
Worst feeling in the world, relationship wise: when your world falls apart and your best friend, the one you’d go to with it, was the architect of your current situation. I keep hoping to get some kind of…something, and in the absence of that, a way to make myself readjust to the new reality I find around me.
Meantime, while I wait, I’ve been a photographing fool. All of these are available at Fine Art America here:http://fineartamerica.com/profiles/denise-dufresne.html. I’m pretty sure anything ordered in the US will be there by Christmas.
What is it about self doubt?
It takes on familiar voices, faces and attacks the very fibers of your self esteem, grinding away until it’s all threadbare and full of holes. They talk when we need to hear our own thoughts and stomp on any small confidence we might have. Now, if you’re a really healthy, self contained unit when it comes to this stuff, I admire you. I’m of the other variety – where my confidence is fragile and my ego is so delicate it almost doesn’t exist.
I did say ALMOST….. Continue reading
Three of my prints are available as part of a special, limited print promotion! Click the link for details – I’m only selling 10 of these prints at the promotional price.
It’s funny how people can read the same things and get completely different things from the text.
For example, one of my favorite modern books is a short novel called The Dogs of Babel, written by Carolyn Parkhurst. The novel addresses the thoughts and behavior of a grief stricken linguistics professor after his artist wife’s death. The main character, Paul, travels some fairly hellacious ground before finally realizing the way out of his grief is to just feel it.
Dark? Yes, very.
I am not someone you can just give a meme generator to, Apple. This kind of power in the hands of a woman on the edge, like me, is very dangerous.
Or Funny. Maybe.
I’ll let you all decide. Continue reading
So, some of you may have wondered where I’ve been lately.
Well, guess what?
Truth from betternotbroken…
I thought this was pretty cool. 🙂