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While lounging around in bed this morning, I showed Chilly that I could slow down and speed up my heart by thinking about it.
Chilly: That's a super power. We'll call you the Heartbeater! Think of all the ways you could use it!
Me (in a nasal-y voice): Ma'am. This is your grocery bill total. *dieing sound, sort of like "ungkk"* Oh no! Guess we better load the groceries into her car...
Chilly: What's that? You're looking at big screen televisions?
Me: *Ungkk*
One good exchange leads to another... specifically Creativity Exchange, Season 2, Week Three.
Below you will read TheRacket's wonderful haiku with my photographic response. I had so much fun with this one. And if I may suggest, please read the haiku outloud. It flourishes on the tongue. Go here (link to come) to see the other collaboration.
[faster slow]
he watches time pass
icemelt hourglass humid day
next drop faster slow
Dahlings! You really must stop a second. Here... have something to drink.
*mimes pouring some tea and sits back to sip from an invisible cup*
I'm so glad you stopped to enjoy this fantASTic tea. Mines lemon-y. Yours? Mmmmm. Good choice.
I asked you to stop because it's Friday. If you've been around my webjournal any length of time, you know I do a Creativity Exchange with TheRacket on Fridays. It's laid back, we're laid back- the art and words get intense on their own, we certainly don't need to add to it. But our exchanges aren't all doom-and-gloom-intense, they can be joyous-intense, fun-intense and awesome-intense. (On your way out, apply for your own personalized -intense plate!)
To see what I mean about fun-intense, see one half of this week's Exchange over at TheRacket's webpage.
See below for the other half of CE:
(Words by TheRacket, Image by Nomad. Link for larger image.)
The full poem can be found here (to be corrected in the work later tonight) fixed :
[scissorholes for peekaboos]
pull your thinking cap
down over your face
like a paper bag mask
with scissorholes for
peekaboos and airflow
the better to breathe
you with, dear oxygen,
to inhale the ghostly
wisps of unseen ideas
your breath like fingers
plucking conceptions like
ethereal raspberries
fresh from their tangled
vines and lobbing them
between your open teeth
Suggested tags: "tea is good" (I couldn't agree more), "cup of tea" (alright already, one reference to tea and you drown me with tea tags), "koalas drink tea" (I said enough- wait, koalas? Drink tea? Hot damn!), "stopped" (ok).
A little pebble makes no difference to you or me. But when cast into the water, it can make big ripples. Those ripples start out small, like the pebble, and grow with gained momentum. That is what Creativity Exchange feels like.
A small idea.
It is so minor, it almost seems inconsequential. But when shared with someone else, it grows ten-, twenty-, a hundred-fold. TheRacket (or I or you) builds on an idea and before we know it, there is a rocking sea of exploration, thought and inspiration. The individual ideas become so much more than whimsy within our heads.
Please check out TheRacket's half of CE over at his blog. His words show he sees so much more than my camera can. It's beautiful.
To see my half (words by TheRacket- given to me on Wednesday- with image by me, in response) look below:
[the public pool]
week-old coffee stains
a Beamish pint glass
forgotten java now a
muddy swimming pool
for fruit flies practicing
their butterfly strokes
between the flecks of
dust like greying algae
afloat upon the murky
surface of the water
(click here for a larger image)
No witty one-sided banter here. I just can't compete (see: AAP, Shiny, TheRacket and so many more). What you will find is a link to TheRacket's half (<-- there's the link, don't miss it!) of this week's Creativity Exchange and me directing you below (---v) to TheRacket's words and my drawing called:
[gasp of danger]
wonder
small boy's first gasp
of danger in the world
electric possibilities
unfold
(To see a larger view, clickage available.)
Alright, I couldn't keep my yap shut. There was so much I wanted to try with this one and feel like I only got two parts of a million completed. Still, what a great poem. Thanks, TheRacket.
Also, a quick thanks to all of you with itchy nominating fingers. It's awesome and flattering and awesome.
Below you will get a chance to experience a bit of what we experienced. Go over to TheRacket's page to see the other half and perhaps a clearer explanation of the whole shebang. In both cases, you will see Parts I, II & III of each thread laid out from newest to oldest. Maybe you'll glimpse a theme and find its source. Perhaps not. Either way, please enjoy.
Words by TheRacket, images by me.
[drinks around a fire]
the warms & the cools
the optimists & the pessimists
the transparents & the opaques
the bitters & the sweets
an improbable cluster of sweat & tears
look closer
you said
as we watched the burning light
& soon i saw
their faces
like mirrors of glass
reflecting its warmth
from one to another
the ice
breaking off
into clinks of laughter
a rabble of impossible diversity
transformed into
a halo of true community
look closer you said
can you see?
[drinks around a fire]
the warms & the cools
the optimists & the pessimists
the transparents & the opaques
the bitters & the sweets
an improbable cluster of sweat & tears
look closer
you said
as we watched the burning light
& soon i saw
their faces
like mirrors of glass
reflecting its warmth
from one to another
the ice
breaking off
into clinks of laughter
a rabble of impossible diversity
transformed into
a halo of true community
look closer you said
can you see?
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