The little things that can brighten a day, even now.
I cling to all those signs that there is still good in this world.
A short message.
A simple enough thing, with a message wrapped inside.
I think we need a reminder of this now and then…
I tried to experiment again with form and shape, starting with a thought I had, born from a museum visit and discussions with my dad. Slowly but surely this piece flowed out on the page, going from dark to grey, to light in the end.
During the final segment of the writing class I attended this past fall and winter we were tasked to write the perfect essay. The topic was ours to choose, as long as we could present our idea it in the right manner and suggest other sources we would look at for inspiration. One of the guys in my group had at first picked the subject “What makes a good man?” and though he ended up discarding his subject for being too complex I found myself drifting back to it this evening, after a rather long and chaotic day.