Anyone ever peruse their old docs just for the thrill of it? To reconnect with the you that wrote those words? Or review an old photo to remember what you were feeling when you captured that shot?
Or am I just the only dork that does that?
Lately, the one thing that I’ve been creating a lot of is words on a canvas and capturing a few photos along the way.
For my Creative Friday task, I’m sharing a vintage poem ala 2007 and a modern photo I took in Mendocino weeks ago.
Hope you like it!
Awaking to the thought
That everything around me
Is an untouched painting
And the people who laughed and crowd me
Just characters in my own working play
The birds that startled me
Just songs to an unheard melody
All my own creations
Waiting to be born on a productive day.