Thursday, March 16, 2006

Collie


One of the things I like to do most is search thrift stores for old photographs. My theory is that many people are true artists, but they don't think of themselves that way, and so they don't make any formal art. Instead, almost unconsciously, they make wonderful snapshots, or they decorate cakes, or they sing in church choirs. Looking for these hidden pieces of art is like looking for gold or diamonds.
The photo here comes from around (I think) 1910. Those tracks in the snow aren't tires, they are wagon wheels. Someone on a farm looked out the window, on a brillant day just after a snowfall, and took a picture of their beloved and beautiful Collie. Someone, whether they knew it or not, was an artist.

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Its Spring!

I found these in a garden center, nestled in the Astilbe.