Poetry, notes, and drawings by William Michaelian
"You can run, you can run, tell my friend-boy willie brown.And Im standing at the crossroads, believe Im sinking down."
Daily it seems. Right, left? East, West? This shirt, that dress? Salad, pizza? Water, wine (well, thats an easy one.)
In fact, it renders the others superfluous. About time, too.
Bus is splitting into 4 directions? No, centerfolded I'm thinking down... Really nice idea-picture!
Crossroads is every meeting, crossroads every people in our life, no event is a coincidence. . .
to be in the middle of a road crossing ....you have had a beautiful inspiration
Thanks, Rudhi! I’m looking at the original drawing now, and I think if there were 10,000 of them, they would make great confetti. We could dump them out of a high window or from an airplane....Alberto, that’s the way I feel too....Laura, thank you. And this drawing shows that when inspiration meets limitation, they sometimes get along quite well....
There are so many crossroads in our day to day lives. So often we cross and recross the same ones that it can become like a puzzle...much like your drawing, which to me anyway, reminds me of a crossWORD puzzle. Just my thought :)
Five down, three across... how right you are. Well, I was mumbling enough while I was drawing it... maybe that’s where the words come in.
You wield a mean pencil, mister.
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