Margaret is an artist and Emilie is a writer. They are also friends, and mothers and seaglass collectors, and window-gazers. They are also wives and daughters and sisters, and graduates, home-dwellers and travelers. They are many things. They have been sighted buying produce at the farmer's market in tennis whites. They have been sighted baking a cake at midnight for a child's kindergarden class. But in their heads, they are still in their twenties and about to be born: they are flying and walking on ponds and driving yellow cars across the country. Margaret lives in the country and Emilie lives in the city. They have both been to Norway (though neither speak Norwegian). You can go to the about page for more.
This blog is Margaret and Emilie's collaboration. Sometimes Margaret will supply an image---a painting she has painted, a photo of a project or a photo as art. And Emilie will write a piece inspired by that image. (Not a story about the image, but a story or reflections, train-of-thought, or memories inspired by the image.) Sometimes, Emilie will write a piece and Margaret will create an image---a painting or a photo or a sculpture---that is inspired by the writing.
The blog's title came from a line of Mary Oliver's poem below.
("Notion" is such an interesting word when you stop to consider it---impression, inclination, whim. "So many notions fill the day!" This blog will be very notion-y.)
This Day, and Probably Tomorrow Also
By Mary Oliver
Full of thought, regret, hope dashed or not dashed yet,
full of memory, pride, and more than enough
of spilled, personal grief,
I begin another page, another poem.
So many notions fill the day! I give them
gowns of words, sometimes I give them
little shoes that rhyme.
What an elite life!
While somewhere someone is kissing a face that is crying.
While somewhere women are walking out, at two in the morning--
many miles to find water.
While somewhere a bomb is getting ready to explode.
