Perspective - inspired by Untitled by Laura OwensPerspective is a funny thing
Look closely at an object, and it is meaningless
A piece of information cut off
Floating in space
Other objects float nearby
Holding more information to observe
each is totally incomprehensible
On its own
But step back
Adjust your viewpoint
And it all come together
Then turn around
find another place to stand
and its meaning completely changes
Sunday Morning - inspired by Early Sunday Morning by Edward HopperIt was early. He knew it because the sun was just coming up over the East River. But for him, it was late. His gig had ended at three, and then the band went to an after-hours to wind down. Now, here he was, making his way home while greeting the dawn.
As tired as he was, he loved this time of day. He had Seventh Avenue to himself. It was almost like all other people had been taken away, like a bad Twilight Zone episode. He could stand on the corner and lose track of where he was. The writing on the store windows becomes garbled and the street signs disappear. Was he in New York? Paris? Rome? He becomes lost in a day dream, standing still in the warmth of the rising sun, sending his shadow down the block.
SWISH! SWISH! RUMBLE! RUMBLE! His focus is brought back by the passing street sweeper. He shakes his head and picks up his horn.His bed is calling and the rising sun is saying good night.