John Scott recently sent me this picture and commented. " Spring in the stone pile. Amazing how flowers find a way to co-exist with stone."
It is May already. The year 2010 is a quarter over and 'Thinking With My Hands' is now into its fifth month. Inspiration it seems, much like these flowers, spring out of what might be considered by some to be the dullest, hardest, most lifeless material on the planet. Words and ideas, ( and walls too) materialize almost effortlessly in the quest to understand the mind-hand process which is simply thinking about what can be done with (and through) a random piles of stones.
Order comes from chaos. And as Shakespeare so aptly phrased it in 'As You Like It',
And this our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and 'good' in every thing.
As I continue throughout the year writing this daily account of 'hand held opinions', I am anticipating that there will be more and more of this 'good' to discover.
But for today, May 1st, for the regular readers, and for those of you who like to check in here just once in a while, I can't think of anything better to leave you with than this picture of stones and flowers.
