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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I find inspiration in all of these things.

Bancroft Manor

Curious Ideas

Sometimes I find the most curious things when I turn a corner

climb a set of stairs

or when I look up.

Other times

the curious

find

me.

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When you

ride the same train to work

every single day

and

you see the same half awake faces

sitting around you

every single day

and

you see the same cars flying past you to get to the big box store down the street

where the people in those cars

are in a hurry to buy the same crud they bought last week

It’s time, not probably the time, but it is most definitely

time

to either

pick up a book or a pen or throw a ball for your dog to catch

because I have heard

from many ghost stories

that

even dead people dream.

Have you?

Sometimes, It Comes For You

Today I took three pictures and each one came with a story as  captured them.

It was like a little play that I walked through at lunch time.

Interesting.

amm

Act1

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This cat used to be two rabbits

and then one day it changed

Did it eat the rabbits you might wonder,

or did the rabbits run away?

Act 2

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There is a face

that is screaming

because it’s trapped against this wall.

Nobody ever sees it, nobody hears it

nobody cares about it at all.

 

The End

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Sometimes

he said to me sadly,

as his world came to an end

Sometimes

you don’t have to go to Hell.

Sometimes.

It comes for you.

 

SFC Prompt: ALLIVIAL MINING: The World’s A Stage

Dwelling

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Homes are delicate places.

They’re not made to last forever, but we expect them to behave as if they will and we hope against hope that this delicate place will protect everything that matters to us from the world outside.

I decided to start a visual journal- I’m not sure what I’ll put into it yet but I’m sort of excited by the prospect.

Will I practice my drawing there? Keep little reminders like pictures or postcards of things that mattered to me in the moment?

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What will happen to my journals, once I’m gone?

They’re not made to last forever and they are delicate and susceptible to the elements and bugs and rodents and poorly placed  bottles of water and cups of tea.

Will anyone except for me ever look at them? Or will someone find them and take it apart, using the little bits and pieces I’ve saved there for their own journal, or maybe gift wrapping or maybe they will use it to prop open a door or window- if there are such things a long time from now.

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I guess I am hoping that my little bits of art and examples of my creativity will be safely housed in this delicate home I’ve built for it.

The world outside is so overwhelming and its full of monsters and endless nights of rain.

I’m not sure this will be enough to keep safe paper and ink and glue.

But I hope against hope that it will be.

Photo: Luis S Moscoso

Made In Australia Advent Calendar: The Man From Farther Out

Quartet

You’re born

you live

you die

and sometimes you come back.

Life.

Image of a quartet

       painted, captured, scripted, sculpted

with skilled and reckless hands.

 

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Fun In A Frame

A couple of years ago I decided to try my hand at photography.

It’s been hit and miss composition wise and sometimes I try to shoot one thing and end up with something else. I’ve also tried photoshop and I’ve tried different apps to alter and enhance my pictures.

I’ll be the first to say, photography is a struggle for me but much like Poetry I have so much fun doing it that I really don’t care about being perfect or polished or concerned that anyone will be impressed by what I produce.

Sometimes you just have to let yourself play and every once and awhile you get something great out of it.

These pictures  are the first pictures I took when I just decided to go out and shoot some frames to see what I would get.

I think I’ve learned a few things since I took these a few years ago, but regardless I’m proud of them.

Plus I had fun taking them so it was a win all around for me.

amm

Inspired by the SFC Chocolate Box Prompt: Creating with the heart of a child.

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Whispers

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Even though they are not my favorite foods, I have decided to open up a little gift I found in the achieves at the Soul Food Café.

It’s a great series of creative prompts called ” The Chocolate Box

The first chocolate  I clicked is called ” The Artists’ Party ” 

There are a lot of ideas in this prompt that you can use to create a mood or a story or a painting or even a photograph.

I decided to go through my photo journal to see what kind of pictures I have taken of trees- did I hug the tree as suggested by the prompt.

I probably should have because the trees I had taken pictures of seemed to be telling a story, or maybe I caught them in the middle of an act or just thinking about whatever it is trees think about.

In other words, we shared a moment.

That was a gift, no matter how you look at it.

amm

 

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Horicon Marsh,
Wapun, Wisconsin
USA

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Amish Farm
Wisconsin, USA

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Fox Lake, Wisconsin
USA