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Resolution

150 Days of Winter… A 100 Day + project

Taryn Okesson
Nov 10, 2023
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1/250 October 30, 2023
2/150 October 31, 2023
3/150 November 1, 2023
4/150 November 2, 2023

5/150 November 3, 2023. I couldn’t choose between the graphic pattern of poplar trees or the very last leaves that I saw caught glowing in the sun.
6/150 November 4, 2023
7/150 November 5, 2023
8/150 November 6, 2023 taken November 2
9/150 November 7, 2023
10/150 November 8, 2023

Do you find commitment easy?

Do you find it easy to end commitments after you’ve engaged in them?

Do you stick them out to the end?

I have a pet Fear that sits boiling in my gut and rails against me each time I consider a commitment. On a job application the Fear tells me I won’t be able to do the job. It whispers in my ear for hours on end until I talk myself directly out of the application process. If it is a creative endeavor, Fear talks to me about rejection and judgement until I crack. If I don’t crack, it lurks, waiting for a bad day. Fear is always there telling me I can’t. I’m not good enough. I’ll never learn the necessary skills. I’ll be the fool. I won’t finish. Fear says: don’t commit. Fear says: don’t start. It’s my gremlin who whispers not today…tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow.

I resolved to do this project. I combined art and movement for a period blanketing our Upper Michigan Winter. I’d never take the first step on the first walk without the combination of public commitment and a creative experience.

This is all about getting exercise. Walk the artist so she doesn’t get depression (big D Depression) over the winter. I’m using the framework of the 100+ Day Project consisting of a daily walk to collect a daily photograph.

I’m already thinking about my life choices, how I’ll feel, when I’m knee deep in snow on a sub-zero January day. My ears will ring from the biting wind and my nose will run. I’ll have cold fingers and wet feet; numb skin everywhere and raw cheeks. In anticipation I want to wrap myself up in three blankets and trundle off to bed for four months (with a heating pad).

I could be in the Arizona desert right now.

The first days of the motivational battle were the hardest to slog through. I misplaced two months somewhere while sitting at the easel and I gasped for air like a fresh caught fish. I get to begin walking as an out-of-shape potato. A nice big baker.

In these first ten days I remembered how much I love walking. Before I met my husband I’d walk for hours at night. The jobs I did always included constant movement.

Somehow I let it slip away from me.

For now I concentrate on going out every day before I begin anything else. I observe the patterns and textures of home. I look forward, most, to photographing the snow scenes of our boreal forest swampland; and least to sub-zero arctic blasts▪️

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