Travels to London ended up being about old friends, new friends and loads of visual art.
Surprisingly enough i didn't see any theater. Just the way things worked out.
No matter though, had an incredible time.
I now feel reinvigorated for life and art and travel and hope and change and and and and and and.
Today back on the beach near my house and I walked and I sang and I gathered sea glass from the edges of the water and in my mind formed a sea glass creature, a sea glass puppet rather.
I'm thinking clear plastic with sea glass glued upon. Two hand manipulation. A hand within the head to manipulate the mouth and upper body movement. and a hand to work the feet and hands with two rods to the back. Hmm will have to figure that a bit more. But I see this human like sea glass creature emerging from the waters to tell the tale of its creation.
Oh, oh, I come from the crashing and the mashing of the waves.
Broken bottles and the like that you've tossed away.
A sort of sea shanty tall tale of the how our discarded glass has a life it's own.
Not a shell, nor a rock nor a snapping crab.
Yet I sparkle and I shine on the shore line you crave.
Isn't it odd and absolutely wonderful that a person can be so perfectly at home in many places. Home with friends with love no matter the scenery, the city the sea.
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