For Found-Art-Tuesdays today, the topic is "Coffee" I thought about the soul of coffee, how the aura of coffee would look like, (if it had one) sometimes the most important thing of something is what's happening around it. To drink coffee, for me, is a social thing.
You go to a coffee shop with friends, and if not there's always people to see there. What are their stories? where are they going? where are they coming from?
I like sitting down to drink it (I've spilled it in the car many times!) so I like to sit and see people, some of them have places to be and others have more time, there's an old lady there with her granddaughter, two business men talking very fast, using their hands a lot. there's a lady waiting for someone, I can always tell when they're waiting.
For the past 4 years I've had a sidekick with me and then two, I remember when I had a "real" job, I couldn't stop to buy it, I had to make it at home or at work, but now I have more time, almost always its an excuse to get out of the house, go somewhere with the baby and have coffee, he's had his breakfast and he can have a cookie... or two, maybe I'll have one too.
I think of the things to get done today, I draw the red trees outside in my sketchbook. I remember my doctor's appointment for tomorrow, I collect my thoughts and pour them in with the sugar. A guy with dark hair comes in, he's the one she was waiting for, her face turns on like she's seen the sun. Tomorrow a different set of people, maybe I'll try a muffin tomorrow, but I think I'll have the same grande latte.
See Kathy La Rocco's contribution for Found Art Tuesdays here
I left this card today at Birkdale Village in a bench on a little park, I left a note along with it saying it needed to be set free and meant to be kept.
I wonder if someone will keep it this time?