This writing, this posting - I wonder why I've kept at it for years... I've been combining images and words in this blog for so long, sometimes I can't recall why I started doing it, much less why I keep going. It is such a hybrid form I've created for myself: shouldn't each element stand on its own, words without images, images without words? Sometimes I wonder.
Yet it doesn't seem to work that way for me - I am drawn to both forms. From here, they feel like two sets of pieces for a larger puzzle. It encompasses words, images, sounds, smells, tastes, and those senses for which I have no words.
On a small level, this is my contribution, my attempt to make sense of what sits in front of and inside me. I can notice my own voice as I work my way through these entries. It makes me more real to myself. Odd that, I suppose. I hope you find some value you, too.
Blessings
Marco
Your writing is a gift to all of us...
Posted by: Diana Christine | Friday, February 04, 2011 at 03:39 PM