Tuesday, September 20, 2005

Fascteanating

Yesterday I felt with particular intensity the insatiable restlessness that has been my frequent companion over the last few weeks. I think it's mostly just that I got spoiled to hanging out with my nashville cronies so often..... becca, jeff, dee, meagan, frank, etc. etc.....

I miss you guys. Alot.


Anyway, it seems that in an attempt to sate the insatiable, my mind goes intensely creative. It's kind of like when your entire body is screaming for sweet tea, and all you have is water (oh the humanity!!) so you drink water like there's no tomorrow in a hopeless attempt to drown the unquenchable fire of teadiction (does this ever happen to anyone?)

What was I saying? ... oh yeah, creative-ness. So really this is all leading up to a photograph I found while perusing www.sxc.hu (an amazing place) for some random website ideas. And drinking tea. Tearusing, you might say. (Or would that be tricking someone with tea?) In any case, this shot is a masterpiece of amalgamation, and I'm fascinated by it. Every figure radiates individuality, and yet it seems like each enjoys at the most a mere passing acquaintance with his neighbor. Within five minutes they will have gone their separate ways and maybe never even meet again. But right now, at this moment, all of their worlds, their whole lives - each one as full as mine or yours - are concentrated in one little corner.




I took one look at it and haven't stopped looking since.
Except to drink tea.

The End.

PS - (the adventure begins when you view it at full size)

3 comments:

van Danne said...

you know, it sounds kind of funny when you say it that way...

Becca said...

reminds me of the time when we went to lenny's....wait. reminds me of the LAST time we went to lenny's and we psyched ourselves up for some good ol' lenny's tea, but they were out, so we got water instead and said it was just like tea, except minus the tea and the sugar. ah, those were the good ol' days.

Lynn Bruce said...

That picture sort of illustrates the feeling one gets if one sequentially visits all the variant and random blogs produced by our circle of very variant and random friends -- all so startlingly, exuberantly different... to have so many essentially defining things in common.

It's kind of like stripes: a pattern of one thing that can only exist from multiple elements which are different enough from one another to have contrast, and yet must have a basic form in common in order to be... stripes.

We could call this phenomenon uniquitous unifity.

(Have I lost you yet? If not, I'll keep trying.)