Artist's Point

Time is always molding something..moving me somewhere. It is because of time that some of the world's most beautiful scenes exist. It cannot be slowed down and it shouldn't be. My one attempt at slowing time resulted in a painful slap in the face (metaphorically speaking...clearly). In the midst of my paranoia of forgetting, I overlooked the idea of letting go. This idea, in my mind, was just another term for forgetting, but it's really a healthy way of remembering. My home will never be the same, neither will my relationships, my family, etc... But this is ok. Like "Artist's Point," in Grand Marais, Minnesota, where the above picture was taken, time is always shaping our world, our life, into something beautiful... that said, nothing is without its dangers or "slippery surfaces."