It's Always Something

I try to always have my little camera with me. 

When it's been left at home on the counter, 

I've always regretted it. There's usually something

that crosses my line of sight I wished

I'd had it in my pocket.

Yesterday was no different.

I was on my way to the store when I saw

these cherry-like berries against

the light gray background of the 

churchyard where they live.

They seemed like drawings to me,

scraggly thick and thin lines

defining the space in which they exist.

And triangles.

Lots of triangles. 

In a way, they reminded me of drawings 

and prints by John Dowell, one of my college professors.

I remember the time he showed his portfolio

to a batch of interested students.

It was a suite of lithographs he'd produced

for his MFA thesis. Based on the theme

of the gradual opening of a triangle, his words

and work has stuck with me for nearly

fifty years. I thought of him when 

I took these little snaps.

One of his drawings, Just A Sign of Soul,

is shown below. I love it. Of course.