I like this idea matt. It didn't go where I expected it to go. At all. Well, it partially went where I expected it to go but not in the way I had expected. Ok, now I'm just making myself dizzy. Everyone is beautiful, in their own unique way. One's physical state of being is nothing more than expression of who they essentially are. I can appreciate that. The elder statesman or stateswoman carry the lines on their faces that have been etched by the years of effort to make good decisions and lead their followers toward a better future. It's been said we are what we eat but, of course we're so much more. We are what we think, we are what we do and what we dream. We are what we've been given, what we have earned and so much more. But I digress. You, as always take a thing, turn it on its head and we fall in step intrigued with where you will take us this time. Thanks for the ride. Honestly, sometimes Friday doesn't come soon enough to see where you'll take us next!
"Some are chiseled by more delicate blows. The chiseling happens over time, like a boulder carved by the flow of a river. The presentation is more subtle, less angular, but equally perfect."
Every aspect of our existence is iterative. Change upon change upon change. We have never been nouns. We have always been verbs.
A fascinating post, Matt - thank you!
I like this idea matt. It didn't go where I expected it to go. At all. Well, it partially went where I expected it to go but not in the way I had expected. Ok, now I'm just making myself dizzy. Everyone is beautiful, in their own unique way. One's physical state of being is nothing more than expression of who they essentially are. I can appreciate that. The elder statesman or stateswoman carry the lines on their faces that have been etched by the years of effort to make good decisions and lead their followers toward a better future. It's been said we are what we eat but, of course we're so much more. We are what we think, we are what we do and what we dream. We are what we've been given, what we have earned and so much more. But I digress. You, as always take a thing, turn it on its head and we fall in step intrigued with where you will take us this time. Thanks for the ride. Honestly, sometimes Friday doesn't come soon enough to see where you'll take us next!
"Some are chiseled by more delicate blows. The chiseling happens over time, like a boulder carved by the flow of a river. The presentation is more subtle, less angular, but equally perfect."
Every aspect of our existence is iterative. Change upon change upon change. We have never been nouns. We have always been verbs.
Thanks for this gorgeous piece!