The first time I saw an art exhibition outdoors was in Stanley Park in Vancouver, summer 2000. Paintings arranged in community circles, framed by open sky, tall trees, and carpets of green grass captured my imagination. I’d much rather meander through rows of art in the garden than walk through a gallery. Maybe it’s the way the sunlight and shadow dances across the canvas. Maybe it’s the way the earth beneath my feet and the breeze through the trees makes me feel more alive. Maybe it’s the quiet conversation the art seems to be having with its surroundings.
A perfect summer’s day. Blue sky. Bright sunshine. Slight breeze. I went to Laveanne Lavender Farm to walk the labyrinth. This winter I was dreaming of building a labyrinth in my yard. So far that remains a dream. Luckily, there are labyrinths nearby that I can visit.
I haven’t spent much time with my camera lately so it was nice to dust it off and remember how to frame a shot, focus, and adjust the settings. I still have so much to learn about photography!