I Send Two Sunsets

When you sign up for Google Groups, as I did for my Photography Newsletter, they ask for a favorite quote to place in your profile. I chose this poem by Emily Dickinson.

I send Two Sunsets --
Day and I -- in competition ran --
I finished Two -- and several Stars --
While He -- was making One --

His own was ampler -- but as I
Was saying to a friend --
Mine -- is the more convenient
To Carry in the Hand --

Dickinson wrote this poem, attached some flowers to it, and sent it to her beloved sister-in-law. It was most likely delivered by one of Susan Dickinson's children, who traveled a well-worn path between the two houses carrying notes and trinkets of affection from one woman to the other. 

This sweet poem is my artist's statement of purpose. 

An artist makes a poor copy of the beauty, the pain, the joy, the squalor of our world. But she is drawn to create by the very force that created that beauty in the first place. And her effort, though comparatively much less grand, is something that can be saved and shared with others.  It is a way to make connections.

I am looking forward to this weekend's shows. I think I may meet two of my blogger/facebook friends on Saturday! That is always a good thing.

love, light, and laughter,


  1. This is just gorgeous. The pictures, the writing, the whole thing!

  2. Thank you for the sweet words, Dawn.

  3. Oh I so get this--even as a fiction writer, rather than a visual artist. For me, I get this idea of a story (a gift from All that Is)--and it's beautiful--wonderful--perfect. I feel/hear/see/smell it in my head. And then I try to put it on paper...and no matter how hard I try, no matter how many compliments I may get, I know, inside, that it comes no where near the perfection that was in my head.

    But you are so right--it's how we make our connections--and we have to keep trying...