9.03.2006

trading sea for sky

photograph by k. allrich - all rights reserved


Living by the sea invades your bones with a tidal code, a code without words or sound that tugs you toward the moon and water's edge in a way you can't explain.

After years of it you believe you will never leave, or if you do, leave for long.

The ocean becomes a big unspoken pull in your life Her maternal grip is fierce. Jung likened the sea to the realm of the unconscious, and there is that, too.

The deep. Dark. Thick with life. And dreams.


photograph by k. allrich - all rights reserved


The desert is her own dream. Walking the arroyos at dusk you can smell her ancient origins, the salt in the sandstone curved by eddies and pools once the color of jewels and waterfalls.

The color of your lover's eyes.


photograph by k. allrich - all rights reserved


When I miss the sea, when I long for her wet body I walk the arroyos and turn west, my back to the mesa. I drink the color of clouds.

The sky is my ocean.




10 spoons in the pot:

Luise said...

I love your blog. Thank you for sharing your words and images and gentle perspective.

I live in a big city and it is so refreshing to be reminded of (and through your rendering, transported to!) the places I have found a spiritual (for lack of a better word) home through the years, in the southwest, early in life by the sea.

I appreciate the way you so respectfully - almost reverently - SEE and invite those who visit here to see and experience with you what you are so present to. Color, texture, the earth, the rhythms and beautiful stillness at the heart of life....somehow you convey these things and more, through your attentiveness, through your words and images.

Thank you for sharing this space.
all the best to you,

kerrdelune said...

Karina, here are magnificent endless skies and perfect words to go with them - words so vibrant, desert hued and infused with fragrance that I feel as though I am standing in your arroyo at sunset. Indeed, the ocean is the mother of us all, and she flows in our veins... always.

New Mexico is truly the land of enchantment.

Amanda said...

For me leaving San Diego and moving to central Texas, your words have given me a new perspective on my beloved ocean and my new big skys, thankyou! I will look up and see a new ocean today!

Endment said...

There are few things as breathtaking as a New Mexico Sky

Lovely photos

Sigrid Jardin said...

Breath-taking and extraordinary. You are so sensitive to images, words, and impressions - we're lucky you share them all!

k a r i n a said...

Thank you, all, for stopping by; and most of all for leaving me [such!] beautiful words...

right back atcha!

Jenna said...

My goodness, I want to come and sit there.

lucette said...

Those pictures make me long for the southwest (I lived there long ago).

flutter said...

I feel the same way, living in Arizona.
When we first moved here, I missed the ocean so desperately that I thought my skin would wither. Then I stepped outside, living at 7000 ft and it looked like I could kiss the stars. What a gift, the sky

Kalyn said...

You're so amazingly multi-talented. Wonderful writing and photos.

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