"Much of my time is spent in isolation, in the
beauty of the silent, intimately tracing the ridges and ravines of my
character. My time is also spent in community, where I find sacrifice
and compassion, moving and charting the courses of friendships. In work
also, through the wringing and gripping toil of my hands, I find
contentment and confidence. But I am an introvert without a camera. I am
a friend without an audience. I am a baker without a blog. The
cumulative collision of my life’s meaning, the arching composition and
texture that keep this heart beating, exist without any traces of
documentation.
I know full well that beauty and art dwell here in
these unseen places. And often, as a writer, and in a sense an artist, I
feel compelled to share it, to prove that I am living an artist’s life.
Snap a photo, draw up a post, compose a quippy 140 characters—all to
tangibly account for the many pinnacles of my productivity and
accomplishment..."
Head over to Kinfolk to read the rest of these Words on undocumented moments by Rebecca Parker Payne
(Photograph by Nico Alary)
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