Thursday, May 29, 2014

With My Nose at My Toes

I was crossing the street at Indiana Avenue 
and Michigan Street the other day. 
As usual, I was looking at the ground, 
mulling over some insignificant life mystery
when I noticed the paint on the walkways
not only were broken and faded,
they had craquelure!
I just knew I'd return to take pictures of 
the interesting compositions formed
by years of wear from tires and weather.
Tonight, while waiting for a bus home, 
I took my little camera into the intersection
to take a few pictures of the wonderful
shapes and colors that lay in the
middle of the street.
Of course, I did have sufficient
gray matter to wait 'til the signals
were in my favor and no cars
were turning into the intersection.
After all, how would the headlines 
have looked -- "Crack pot woman hit by
car, cracking her head while taking
pictures of craquelure"?

1 comment:

William Kendall said...

It's strange, but the end result in both pics, particularly the first, is as though we're looking at abstract art.