i want you to remember each moment of your life as if it were a painting. each breath, each movement, each person.
people are beautiful. i don't say that to sound like an Oprah's book club cult member, but more of an honest admission that i enjoy finding the pure still-life of every eye-opening day. through out this week i've played this game in my head of taking mental images of moments and actually imagining framing them and hanging them on my wall. what would my week look like, which moment would be the masterpiece? the investment piece that people travel and stand in line to see. would it be the simple portrait of my face as I step trough my front door each night after a long day? or of the hall way conversation i had with a friend at work? lunch on saturday in a hip downtown cafe? - these are all wonderful and they are now part of my collection of mental art work. but this weeks still-life is a small simple portrait of a conversation between a new friend, me sitting in a white leather chair and him leaning against the wall. intrigue in his eye and curiosity in mine.
that's this weeks masterpiece.
what's yours?
