In June 2006 I carried a matchbox in my pocket for one week.Into it I collected careless sentences and trapped thoughts liable to escape.
This is a continuation of that matchbox - a virtual place to mount all the little thoughts we lose - the ideas, the promises, the doodles.The things that break apart and the insistent pieces that wedge under our skin.
And here is the thought that suggested the eventual title for this blog.
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6 remarks:
a lot of yearning here... love it.
love all three
john
I love your mind and eye. wow, spectacular image.
Scraps of paper
in one basket
you seems to hit
every time
by all means
remember
to show them first
before you recycle the basket.
wonderful!!
loving the white and the black feeling with the words and the image...x
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