Recieving Time

Receiving Time: explorations of the inner and outer landscapes

Recieving Time

by Molly McCahan

Sweet times with sweet creatures in sweet sweet Louisiana. Coming back to NH winter has never been so hard. Mid June: Figuring out how pride works for me, coveting my neighbor’s cat, cute friends hike through mud and wear funny hats, cherries are found on sidewalks, and Marissa tries to smother me with her love. May: Dumbarton Oaks, DC, Richmond, Williamsburg. Grateful for the opportunities to learn from generous, thoughtful people. Graduated today. Master of Landscape Architecture, Knowlton School, OSU. I’m feeling the dissonance of being relieved and sad at once. Much love to my faculty, my cohort, the fam, and all the friends who have supported and loved through this intense time! January things. Ohio gets snow, a precious falcon becomes an ancestor, angels return, friends go skiing, and Ohio shows it’s true metal with gas station knick knacks. Creds to @pizza_clayaiken and @saeedspiracha Day 1 Southern Louisiana: a heavy day of plantations, petrochemical sites, the African American Museum, and graves making autonomous spaces. October stuff. Angels, sunlight, studio projects, Halloween eyebrows, cats. Had too much fun at the Red to take pictures. Weekend photo dump. Saugatuck, Michigan. A beautiful, unexpected place. Bodéwadmiké (Potawatomi) Land. Migwetch! Just some kids outside.

“…I think it makes a huge difference, when you wake in the morning and come out of your house, whether you believe you’re walking into dead geographical location, which is used to get to a destination, or whether you’re emerging out into a landscape that is just as much if not more alive as you, but in a totally different form, and if you go towards it with an open heart and a real, watchful reverence, that you will be absolutely amazed at what it will reveal to you…What amazes me about landscape, landscape recalls you into a mindful mode of stillness, solitude, and silence, where you can truly receive time.”

(“John O’Donohue — The Inner Landscape of Beauty”)

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Recieving Time

by Molly McCahan