I was inspired by the Dig Tree Prompt today to sort out how I find my ideas for stories-my record of my creative journey ( so far )
I travel to places that have an air of mystery about them- like New Orleans for Halloween. I explore my neighborhood- I look for the small things like forgotten yard art, sidewalk art anything that said, ” I was here.” I explore cemeteries and I spend dedicated time to reading and listening to music. Most important I look as close to my own world and the things I love that inhabit it as I do about the Stars and Planets that I am challenging myself to learn about now.
These are pictures that I took and small notes about why I captured that moment in particular.
An unbearable story written in stone.
I saw this in my neighbor’s garden- was it art, were the flowers art? Did they even remember it was there?
My favorite type of storytelling- music.
I took this picture at the Royal BC Museum in Victoria BC.
I was in Victoria to learn Ghost Stories, but when I’m in Victoria I dedicate a day to the Museum. Who wouldn’t? That’s where I saw this wonderful machine.
I wondered what it sounded like when it was played and how much people enjoyed it.
The garden was beautiful but it is meant to be explored- I’d like to go back and just wander around with no plans on what to see or do when I’m there. The Garden was created by Jennie Butchart .
Some people are born story tellers- this is Jenny, a tour guide on a ” Haunted History Tour ” I took in New Orleans. This picture was taken on Halloween.
This is a picture of my puppy that I took three years ago and I believe he was about 12 weeks old. I was looking at him through the lens and I thought:
” The Universe is 13 Billion Years old and it is infinite and here you are little guy. You’re part of that history.
Each of the experiences, the feelings of I had when I took trips alone, when I took a picture of one thing and found the story wasn’t the one I thought I was capturing ( and that was okay ) were all pieces of beautifully colored broken pieces of glass that could put together in a million different ways. Each of those patterns told a story and I am so glad I was there to see it happen.
Dig Tree Activity#9