2007-01-08 
 

sparks

An experiment.

Original Text captured on PDA during walk to Muni on March 13th of last year. (Inspiration often hits by the statue of Georgia O'Keefe in Walton Square.)

the battery hed been carrying in his sweaty palm had some spark of life left after all and th resulting shock when the sweat hit critical mass, while minor, turne d out to be just enough to jolt him out of his reverie. that's when he noticed her. Standing on the corner of 3rd and mission, like a sail that had come unattached from the main mast, swaying gently in the breeze.

Text reworked today, January 8th 2007. I tried to remain true to my original intent from that March day.

The battery Jon had removed from the camera had some spark of life left after all. He'd been grasping it tightly in his right hand while maneuvering the camera back into its case, but with no trash can nearby, he kept hold of it and had soon forgotten it altogether.

The tightness of his grip combined with the heat of the day resulted in a shock when the sweat in his palm hit critical mass. While minor, it turned out to be just enough to jolt him out of the reverie he'd enjoyed since leaving the museum. That's when he noticed her. Standing on the corner of 3rd and Mission, like a sail that had come unattached from the main mast, swaying gently in the breeze.

Stay tuned. I may try to revisit this again in the future...if I remember. BTW, my intent was to capture the idea about the battery and the image of the woman in the breeze.

Labels: dose of mikey, writing

* posted by me at 10:06 PM

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