I think my camera had as much fun as I did this weekend! The location of the workshop I took was down by the "Meat Packing District" and Greenwich Village. Lots of fabulous funky old buildings, heaps of graffiti and textures that were just ripe for the snapping!
The odd ball is the top pic, one that was taken after we had participated in a fun, out of the box sort of exercise that Lynne had us do! Amazing what was created out of nothing!
And to close for tonight, a piece of poetry by one of my favourites, Kahlil Gibran
Appropriate, as regardless of what I am doing, the boys are always foremost in my thoughts...
Your children are not your children.
they are the sons and daughters
of life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you.
and though they are with you
yet they do not belong to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts.
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls.
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
Kahlil Gibran