Today was pure flow … first reading Acey’s prompt #23 directing us to revisit the tree prompt.
Yes, please!
This time quickly scanning the book covers in the box, not thinking so much as just pulling out what called to me …
One in particular was not a book cover at all, but an original watercolor my mom found at one of her many tag sales. One of a pair of underwater scenes, unsigned, on rather thin paper, I believed it to be of no particular “value” …
So I tore into it, extracting the coral fan shape that whispered “tree” … then further cut into the book covers that had started to tell me a story of suburban landscapes underlain by fractured limestone …
The bit of red that caught my eye because it appeared to have a tiny bit of tree growing from it, inadvertently ended upside down … and as I edited the final shot, I realized the red had morphed into the roofline of our last house in Williamsburg (which we always called “the barn”) …
And I might have taken the collage to the photo box for that final shot, but the sun was shining and I was simply happy as could be that it all came together so fluidly … so I just went with it.
I think I’m on to something …
