all I need is a moment: Week 18 ~ Evening Ritual

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Week 18 ~ Evening Ritual

All of the above images were taken by different photographers across the globe at the same moment,

Wednesday, March 25th at 5:50 p.m.

Evening Ritual

Clockwise from top right

Rachel, in Seattle, prepares dinner for her family on a new (to her) creature known as "an electric stove".

Aziza, in Kuwait, amidst a photo session with some spring time loveliness.

Cory, in Connecticut, organizes her life on paper, in beautiful spring time color code.

Kristin, in Maine, preps the family's desert, Hersey's kisses on pretzels, while dinner cooks away.

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3 comments:

Courtnay JMarch 31, 2009 at 10:25 AM
The mosaics are stunning this week! I definitely get the feeling that Spring is here on the Northern Hemisphere...food, friends, and flowers, oh my!
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CharMarch 31, 2009 at 11:08 AM
beautiful mosaics!
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ELKMarch 31, 2009 at 11:11 AM
as always it is a wonder to see how the moments "fit" together..so artistc! elk
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…began as a simple method for two friends, Rachel and Cory, to connect and inspire each other across a continental divide. It has since grown to accommodate three new friends. While the core group still maintains to the weekly Moment regime, we have opened up our project to anyone willing to embrace the moment with us whenever they can join in.

The method to our photographic madness is to randomly select (via an ingenious board game created by Cory) a day and time each week when all of us will stop what we are doing and take a photo. This project centers around "a moment" because we all believe that the moment, any moment, this moment right now, is the most important thing there is. Catching ourselves, even if we have to arrange it, in a moment in time, in our busy lives, in places so many miles from others whom we love, is like catching a bit of rest, a bit of slow down, a bit of noticing, reflecting, being. And when our photos of that being, that noticing of where, who, when, and even why we are combine, we feel connected to each other and maybe to the greater world, because we know that in that one moment, that one week, we were making the same choice to be awake and alive, together, and on our own.