Sunday, March 23, 2008

Simple as a flower, and that's a complicated thing

Entramos en la primavera de puntillas. Y la primavera se descubre tal cual es. Tímida, inestable, huidiza e incapaz de cumplir tanta expectativa de sol y bienestar.

We've entered springtime on our tiptoes and has revealed itself. Shy, unstable, elusive and unable to fulfill so many expectations of sun and contentment.

Hace un par de días abrimos la puerta de casa a unos amigos y nos trajeron la primavera. No hay como unas flores silvestres recogidas directamente del campo, para hacerte sentir que hay un cambio. Un cambio que esas gotas en mi ventana me están negando día tras día esta semana santa.

Cada uno se consuela como sabe. Por ejemplo, mi marido hace días que está fascinado con su colección de fotos de un mosquito que atrapó en casa. Él, que se dedica a la investigación científica, ve en estas imágenes de microscopio esplendidas obras de arte.
Ayer, ante la perspectiva de otra mañana tormentosa, organizó una visita al laboratorio para amigos y niños. Tan sólo desearía que su entusiasmo se contagiara a todos y que todo el mundo encontrara en su trabajo la fuente de inspiración y el placer que él tiene en el suyo.

A couple of days ago we opened our door to some friends and they brought us the spring into the house. Nothing can compare to wildflowers, picked straight from the countryside, to feel the change of season. A change that many drops on my windows are denying day after day, all throughout Easter.

Everybody looks for their comfort. For the past few days my husband has been fascinated with his photo collection of a mosquito he picked at home. He, who's committed to scientific research, sees art in these microscopic images.
Yesterday, having another stormy morning aheade of us, he gathered friends and children and organized a visit to the lab. I'd only wish his enthusiasm were contagious. And that everybody found in their jobs their inspiration source and the pleasure he obtains in his.


simple como un mosquito

Yo, por mi parte, disfruto de un poco de tiempo extra para garabatear y darme a la ensoñación.
As for me, on the other hand, I'm enjoying this little extra time to doodle and dream away.

7 comments:

karin said...

Hi,
yes, wildflowers are the best, I think so too.
Those microscopic photos are fantastic,I can understand your mans fascination.
Happy easter to you!

instantanés said...

So so magic this microscopic photos ... E tu dibujo ... LINDO ...

Christine said...

What a beautiful post:)I has it all: the beauty of nature, your apreciation of this and of your loved ones, and the image of you -- all calm and at peace. Wonderful wonderful post. Thank you so much:)

mansuetude said...

lovely words and i must admire the photos of your husbands eye toward the microscopic... its wonder!

Kelly C. said...

LOVE this. i think i have finally figured out why i love your drawings so much: they are the perfect combination of elegance & sweetness.
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mushroommeadows said...

You write so well! It's beautiful and wonderfully expressive.

Anyway, I like those microscopic pictures. They're amazing. But I also really love your doodles! Two different types of art...but both truly lovely.

.girl ferment. said...

I agree that scientific images are really beautiful, and also fascinating.
p.s I just love your page banner.
xx