HeyJaredOrdinary Talk
Musician, mother, and devotee of seasons, making sense of it all through art, nature, and a whole lot of metaphors.
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Fire and Farewell (opens the original)
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Sometimes the fact of my mortality strikes me like a quality of light. It is always there, suffusing everything, but there are moments when the light hits the land in a shock of chartreuse and it’s like I’ve never seen it before. Look at the light in the meadow! I’ll gasp, to no one, to everyone, and I’ve said it enough times now that my 3-year-old, River, will be the one to say it sometimes, directing my attention back to the light. Back to my life.Pico Iyer calls autumn the <a href="https://bo
From Edges to Entryways (opens the original)
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Moonlit Pool at the Bottom of the Valley (opens the original)
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Ricochet (opens the original)
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I rise in darkness now, again. The light has left the shores of 5:30am, just as it has left the shores of 8pm, shrinking and receding inwards. I guess that’s what the great wheel of the seasons does: creates a ricochet, the light bouncing from one end of the spectrum to the other as if meeting a wall. Eternal squash game of the universe. August itself is a muscle contracting, bracing for what’s to come. We pick the final blackberries in the meadow; what were recently ripe, beaded globes are now
Love in the Seams (opens the original)
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Last spring, I took a ceramics class where we hand-built a vase. I remember the teacher showing us how to slip and score the clay, creating a strong bond which could then be thumbed over to make a smooth surface.Or, she offered, you could leave the seam exposed. It’s an aesthetic choice: to either create the illusion of perfection, or draw attention to the divide. I like to think I’m someone who embraces imperfection—someone who would leave the seam raw and exposed. When I was working on the vis
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