It was a toxic afternoon: a lunch date gone terribly wrong, a miscommunication with a friend, a big tech glitch, all this after a hectic end of spring, beginning of summer, heat waves coming and going, bad news, end of world atmosphere…
Didn’t even have the heart to photograph street scenes, no eye-popping beauty jumped out and grabbed me. Came across this recent pic on my phone and got an immediate physical lift. Never even tasted these works of art, merely immortalized their colors and shapes as I passed the shop window. Now fantasizing about shrinking like my namesake and strolling around inside this display like an edible city, breathing in the flavors, taking an occasional mind-boggling bite.
Haven’t solved any of the world’s problems yet, but approach the subject with a fresh attitude.
Can something so ephemeral save us?
“Hope is always accompanied by the imagination, the will to see what our physical environment seems to deem impossible. Only the creative mind can make use of hope. Only a creative people can wield it.” Poet Jericho Brown, interviewed in the Kenyon Review:
And for another way to feel good, plant some trees, please:
Looking for similar organizations in France and Europe, let me know if you have info….