I've always had people around me. I see them in faces in leaves and in folds of curtains. New companions join me even today: faces in the bathroom floor's marbling, and many crowded in my pile of wood scraps. They seem to be involved in whatever they're doing and don't mind me observing them.
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| Woman with windblown hair |
Sometimes I keep a sub-section in my wood scrap pile of pieces that remind me of certain things. Usually casualties from projects that hit a bump somewhere in the creative process and got tossed aside. But even then, when I look through that pile, I see something else yet again.
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| Bird waiting to fly |
For example, this piece
(left) started as the head of a woman in the wind. Was she going for a motorcycle ride?
But when I rediscovered her
(right), she had turned into a bird.
When giving it a little thought, I wonder if it was some unspoken message. Was I missing the birds this winter? Or was I observing a fairytale: did she wish to become a bird and was waiting for the chance to fly.
4 comments:
I like the fairy tale.
:)
I never see people.
Just cats and dogs
and the occasional horse.
xoxo
What fun it would be to see wood and floors through your eyes! I often see faces within the bedroom curtains. Have you let her fly into her fairytale? Can't wait to see what you do next! Just heard a house sparrow singing for her dinner at the feeder. Happy viewing, Robin.
Our thistle feeder hasn't seen a bird for a while. The house kitties sure do miss their kitty TV. I know the brave robins start to return the third week in February. Some snow birds are around now, but not up close. And no, put the bird/woman chunk back in the pile for now. Needs more nap time.
I am motivated to say
Look up in the sky ....it's a bird... It's a plane....it's Superman
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