I like to make things. I love to play with my camera. I adore words. Here are a couple of my most recent collages. The first is a declaration. The second is a journey. Both, at least for me, were necessary. My brain seems most comfortable when it is occupied with creation of some kind. I wonder why that is. What drives one to build, create, imagine? There are those who engage in destruction and have taken even that to an art. I find that confusing as well. What compels some to scatter things, thoughts, people about and others to edify, encourage, mimic the beauty around them? As I peruse the blogs and find amazing creations - imaginations and musings played out for the world to see via poetry, essays, photos, paintings; works of art created with bits of beads, string, voice, I am reminded to be grateful. Grateful for your willingness to share; your ability to express yourself with such eloquence, regardless of the medium with which you communicate; the power you possess within yourself, and your need to share it.
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