Finders, Seekers

May 31st, 2011

I can’t remember where I took this photo, only that I was drawn to the imperfection, the cracks, the geometry of it. I always have my iPhone with me and so rarely remember to be on the qui vive for tiny scenes and quiet landmarks of beauty. I think it’s because I’m not an artist at heart; I’m focused on self, self, self and have my lens turned inward instead of outward. Maybe that’s a result of dealing with words, being lost in a book or mentally writing an article all the time. Or maybe it’s just the result of being narcissistic, self-absorbed. Whatever the cause, I wish to be more visual, to cultivate (if it’s even possible) a painterly eye or at the very least to be alert for lurking beauty. How much do I miss every day?

One Response to “Finders, Seekers”

  1. Tammy says:

    Oh my… your blog is one I check everyday, but I’ve never commented. Your writing always resonates so deeply for me. It’s almost freaky 🙂 Just had to let you know that I find great beauty in your words and appreciate that you take the time to share. Just want you to know that your gift of reflecting your own inner thoughts in such a poignant way touches others just as powerfully as a beautiful painting.

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