Having just come from hearing some excellent morning lectures at the de Young Museum given during the second day of the 2016 Stone Symposium in San Francisco, some us went to the Japanese Tea Garden next door for lunch.
A collection of small black stones sitting in half an inch of water line the sunken area in the middle of all the wooden tables where people eat. Presumably they were there for decoration. I of course couldn't resist making things with them.
The funny thing was, once I started playing, a collection of people (not symposium people) at some of the other tables began building things too.
Everyone looked like they were having fun and some of them laughed and told me they would never have thought of playing with the stones until I had. It was a small thing, but it felt good to have a small part in putting some stones back in touch with people, or was it the other way around?
