A Little Danse

Inspired by the Danse Macabre Prompt: Cemetery Exploring With Akari 

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One year, just a few days before Halloween I took a tour of some local haunted sights and I even visited a graveyard.

It was nightfall by the time we got to the remains of the cemetery- and I call it the remains because some graves and most of the headstones had been moved.

Apparently the cemetery had fallen into disrepair, it wasn’t being cared for and it had been over run by blackberry and sticker bushes- from what I understand some of the headstones had been stolen and vandalized too.

But then the community rallied and some changes were made.

I’m sure the process of cleaning the area up was done correctly and with the dignity required because this cemetery is located in a part of town where gentrification is taking place and nothing spells decorum and dignity like not making homes you want to sell to well to do young families come across as that development with all of it’s issues  in ” Poltergeist”

You can see the very little cemetery from decks tricked out with  plants and fancy outdoor furniture and  in couple of cases, dining room windows.

I’ve never seen this cemetery by daylight- and I’m not sure I want to now.

Something about that sad little place touched this former Cemetery employee’s dark little heart and I want to remember it as it was-

just before Halloween, at nightfall  when the air was cold and the  sky was full of  clouds and stars.

Photo A.M. Moscoso

Photo A.M. Moscoso

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Photo A.M. Moscoso

We Touched The Sky

Inspired By The SFC prompt:  Creating with the heart of a child.
Ideas springing from kindergarten art.

I don’t know who the sidewalk chalk artist in my neighborhood is- but I am sensing a theme.

At first they were drawing people standing next to things that looked like planet- here’s one.

Welcome to Earth it seems to say.

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A few months ago they drew dinosaurs- good ones too.

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 Below is a cheesy picture where I posed Hamish so that it would like the dinosaur  was biting Hamish’s backside.

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This morning I was out walking my dog, Hamish and lo and behold there it was-

our solar system.

I did adjust the contrast to bring the colors out because colored chalk is pale- plus it gave it that outer space vibe.

I am a science geek, so seeing this really made my day. I hope they draw more because I will enjoy it and so will Hamish.

Please take the time enjoy the art, it really is beautiful.

amm

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Hamish posing next to his favorite planet and what I am sure is his heart felt belief.

Photo of Hamish Macbeth by A.M. Moscoso

My Sister’s House

Today I tried to answer the question- Who is the Bancroft Miniaturist?

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In my Sister’s mostly

bare and very dark house

is a room

that nobody is allowed to go into

and in that room

are shelves and shelves of glass lined cases.

 

In the cases

my Sister says

are bits of magic

held in delicate hand carved figures

that no one is allowed to touch

and they most certainly are not that for anyone to see.

 

Then what’s the point in having them

I asked, for the billionth time.

 

My Sister said

to me one day,

” Fine go ahead, go on in and touch what you want and see what

is there.”

 

She pushed the door open and took my arm

and before she could push  through I stepped back.

Because

I heard what was in there

and what I heard was pleading and a little screaming too.

 

The voices sounded far away but they were coming from the shelves

and what they were saying was:

 

” I have eyes. I can’t see, why can’t I see anything? ”

 

My sister put her lips close to my ear and said,

” It’s because their eyes are ornamental. ”

 

I left my sister to her dark and mostly

empty house

and the magic she trapped

in glass cases

that nobody is allowed to touch or see.

Photo A.M Moscoso

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Photo A.M. Moscoso

Inspired By The Bancroft Miniaturist

When Memories Dream

Last month I took a train ride from Washington State ( which is on the West Coast of the U.S. ) to Wisconsin which is in the Midwest.

Riding on the train was interesting- it was a solitary way to travel- much more so then flying or even riding on a bus. I’m not sure why. Maybe it’s because you can get up and move around or away from people.

Which I did because I was coming down with a cold, so I wasn’t feeling very sociable.

I had my own little room for part of the trip so I took a lot of pictures and I watched movies on my DVD player because the internet is spotty in a lot of areas, plus I didn’t feel like surfing the internet when I could look out my window and surf the world.

I saw lots of interesting things- sadly enough one of my experiences was that someone was out on the tracks and they were struck and killed by the train I was on.

But before that happened we were passing through Montana when I saw the most interesting formations.

They were golden and sandy, they were honeycombed and in some places I suppose you could find little caves.

I was sitting there in my seat, watching the sky, when I saw them- and as we raced by I felt like I had seen something like these before- but I couldn’t put my finger on it.

So I went back through my camera later and it occurred to me why these formations looked so familiar-

they looked like something you would have seen in Deir el-Bahari or maybe in the Valley of the Kings

one reminded my or the Pharaoh Hatshepsut’s mortuary temple.

Keep in mind, they didn’t look exactly like these places, but they did speak to them and like ghosts they haunted me- and they still day.

Something strange that caught my eye on a train ride.

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Photo A.M. Moscoso

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Creative Memory#2

The Day I Got Scolded By A Tree Stump

One day

I went out to take some pictures.

Maybe, I thought

I will see something that wills inspire me, or give me nightmares or something.

In my mind’s eye I threw up a grid and started to methodically look for a little story to capture.

What I got was a bunch of nothing.

I had never deleted pictures so fast- on the other hand I’ve been getting a lot of things I haven’t liked so maybe I’m just getting better at hitting that delete key without putting much thought into it;

I was standing there, deleting pictures ( so glad I was accomplishing something ) and marveling at the fact that if there was a story to be found the only story I got was how fast ideas can run from you, if they put their mind too it.

Then I looked down and saw this stump and thought I could spook it up somehow for my Halloween posts this fall when I noticed…yeah, it looked like a face was staring up at me.

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PHOTO A.M. MOSCOSO

It even looked like it had a cigar in the corner of it’s mouth.

It also looked very annoyed.

At me.

Yeah.

I see a story in your future Sour Puss and in this one, I get the last laugh.

PS.

Thanks for the inspiration.

amm

Bancroft Prompt: My Life As A Writer

 

If You Go Into The Woods…

I went for a walk in the woods

to maybe hear a  story, or find a story or maybe I just wanted to see what was there…

 I’m sure I was seen too.

I can only hope I was this fascinating:

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Inspired by the SFC Prompt: The Visitor

Looking Out

I work in downtown Seattle- so what I see is a lot of cement, steel, glass and paint:

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And sometimes I can get out of the city and the suburbs and I get to see things that are

alive and green and soft and most of what I see is changing minute by minute.

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Hummingbird’s Nest Photo A.M. Moscoso

I find inspiration in all of these things.

Bancroft Manor