A Perspective on Perspective

This is incredible and I'd love to try it sometime.

INCREDIBLE 3D DRAWING MACHINE from David Battistella on Vimeo.

On Human Being: Doing and Brewing

Sweet Peach

I saw this HAD to share it with you. GENIUS and CREATIVE. I found this simple yet interesting way of hanging snapshots – check out this cool website called Sweet Peach. They have lots of neat ideas. May you be greatly inspired!

grace & peace,

deAnn

Back to Reality

Ah, vacation. A time to escape the reality of work, housekeeping, laundry, bill paying, errands, grocery shopping and beyond. A time to either slow down or speed up, depending on what your vacation entails. Our vacation to a remote, no cell reception, cottage deep in the woods on the north side of Raystown Lake was a nice combination of both paces.

While exploring the single track on the Allegrippis trail system on our mountain bikes, I stopped at a little meadow of wildflowers. The sun was warm and bright, a soft breeze gently rocked the various flowers as if in tune to a melody I could not hear. I whipped out my iPhone, got low to the ground and began getting a closer look at these seemingly worshipful colorful beauties. The friend I was with said to me, “always a photographer, huh?” I replied that there is always something to see, not just look at, but see.

Even weeds are a thing of beauty if seen through the mindset of appreciating God’s wonderful creation.These innocent, yet wild, Queen Anne’s Lace and Black-eyed Susan’s looked so pretty together, dancing in sync with one another. How could I NOT stop to capture the moment with my camera??

I’m constantly reminded that when I slow down my rushed itinerary, even my vacation itinerary, God shows me Himself in the little things. In places where I don’t expect to see Him, really. In the simplicity of a narrow trail meandering through the woods, in time enjoyed with good friends, and even in impossible weeds.

Life is so full of God and His love for us. We must take time to slow and see it. Otherwise, the sorrow and darkness that our fallen world offers can kill our hope of something better beyond the present. There is beauty in the broken.

Grace & Peace,

deAnn

Wooden Heart Lyrics

I've had such a huge response to Listeners video, Wooden Heart, that I thought I'd give you the lyrics as it's somewhat hard to hear the words through the singer's passion. Still, I'm drawn in every time I watch it or listen to it on my iPod. Yes, I downloaded the entire album. 

The lyrics = a heart-felt poem. Words and emotions ripped right from my own heart are echoed here as well. Which is why I'm so moved by this piece.

  
WOODEN HEART (sea of mist called skaidan)
We’re all born to broken people on their most honest day of living
and since that first breath... We’ll need grace that we’ve never given
I've been haunted by standard red devils and white ghosts
and it's not only when these eyes are closed
these lies are ropes that I tie down in my stomach,
but they hold this ship together tossed like leaves in this weather
and my dreams are sails that I point towards my true north,
stretched thin over my rib bones, and pray that it gets better
but it won’t won’t, at least I don’t believe it will...
so I've built a wooden heart inside this iron ship,
to sail these blood red seas and find your coasts.
don’t let these waves wash away your hopes
this war-ship is sinking, and I still believe in anchors
pulling fist fulls of rotten wood from my heart, I still believe in saviors
but I know that we are all made out of shipwrecks, every single board
washed and bound like crooked teeth on these rocky shores
so come on and let’s wash each other with tears of joy and tears of grief
and fold our lives like crashing waves and run up on this beach
come on and sew us together, tattered rags stained forever
we only have what we remember

I am the barely living son of a woman and man who barely made it
but we’re making it taped together on borrowed crutches and new starts
we all have the same holes in our hearts...
everything falls apart at the exact same time
that it all comes together perfectly for the next step
but my fear is this prison... that I keep locked below the main deck
I keep a key under my pillow, it’s quiet and it’s hidden
and my hopes are weapons that I’m still learning how to use right
but they’re heavy and I’m awkward...always running out of fight
so I’ve carved a wooden heart, put it in this sinking ship
hoping it would help me float for just a few more weeks
because I am made out of shipwrecks, every twisted beam
lost and found like you and me scattered out on the sea
so come on let’s wash each other with tears of joy and tears of grief
and fold our lives like crashing waves and run up on this beach
come on and sew us together, just some tattered rags stained forever
we only have what we remember

My throat it still tastes like house fire and salt water
I wear this tide like loose skin, rock me to sea
if we hold on tight we’ll hold each other together
and not just be some fools rushing to die in our sleep
all these machines will rust I promise, but we'll still be electric
shocking each other back to life
Your hand in mine, my fingers in your veins connected
our bones grown together inside
our hands entwined, your fingers in my veins braided
our spines grown stronger in time
because are church is made out of shipwrecks
from every hull these rocks have claimed
but we pick ourselves up, and try and grow better through the change
so come on yall and let’s wash each other with tears of joy and tears of grief
and fold our lives like crashing waves and run up on this beach
come on and sew us together, were just tattered rags stained forever
we only have what we remember

Wooden Heart

Listener "Wooden Heart" from Nathan Corrona on Vimeo.

this is amazing...

(in)courage

 

Hey ladies – if you like to write and be encouraged along the writer’s journey, you should check out (in)courage – click their logo above. What a cool web community for women writers.

I hope summer is allowing you time to write, to express that which is on your heart. I  know, it’s hard to find time with all the demands of our lives, but when I make a “date” with my writers voice I’m always left feeling blessed.

May you (and me) make a “date” and not stand ourselves up. God will meet you on the page.

grace & peace ~ deAnn

Dear Photograph

I came across a very cool website, Dear Photograph, that will stir your imagination and creativity, I’m sure of it! As I prepare to head West this week to visit my grams in the town I grew up in, I may attempt something like this.  My grams has lived in the same house my whole life and I have photos of me hunting Easter eggs in her postage-stamp-sized back yard. I want to find one of those photos, take it with me, and try this creative idea while I’m there, in her back yard decades later.

I hope you find inspiration from this website, Dear Photograph, just as I have.

Grace & peace,

deAnn

Transformative Creativity

Each of us is created in the image of God, the Master Creator and Artist. Therefore, we too, have the ability to create beauty that brings Glory to Him. That is the real purpose of art.

Art is an expression of the human heart. Creating can be a form of heartfelt prayer and worship, a time where you encounter the Creator Himself and transformation in occurs in the heart of the artist.

Not only does God speak to our hearts through our own creative endeavors, He uses what we create to speak to others who encounter and interact with it.

It’s amazing, beautiful, and mysterious.

grace & peace,

deAnn Roe

“A Journey of Love”

Easter is drawing close. It's the season for reflection on the Passion of Christ. The April exhibit at LWCC is titled, "A Journey of Love" featuring moments of Jesus' last couple of days on His created planet. From the Passover Meal to Resurrection, follow His journey of love... His love for you.

There is an order to viewing and experiencing this exhibit. Please pick up a copy of The Heart Behind the Art (gallery booklet) as it has more to His story than the exhibit can hold. You can also read it online. If you click here, you will see the moments of HIs life featured in this exhibit.

May this season be one of blessing as you contemplate the deep love our Savior has for you.

Grace & peace,
deAnn

My Hysterical Havah and Silly Evan

Missions Inspired Creativity

Yay John! Great article in the York Daily Record. You are using your God given creative gift for good and for His glory. :0)

Grace & peace, deAnn