January 9th 2009

Even the blue sky looks harsh in this picture, doesn't it? The abandoned shopping cart, the dead grass, the vandalized skate-board park. No sentient beings in sight.

Am I digging out old stored prejudices, or the diligently acquired knowledge of personal experience?
I look at the skate-board park and see hopeless kids scrawling graffiti over painted out graffiti. I see an equally hopeless old man pushing his groceries back to his cat stinking apartment then pushing the cart out into the park so no-one will know he borrowed it.

Or do I see a beaming, sunlit day, a skate-board park where kids will swoop as lovely as swallows when they get out of school? And the shopping cart probably served a useful purpose.

Or do I just see a fairly interesting composition for my camera's ever-hungry eye?

Eyes see. Minds interpret. It would be better to kiss the moment hello/goodbye. But then what would I write about?