as seen on the lawn of the detroit institute of arts this morning
—
“there is no instinct like that of the heart.”
-lord byron
as the snowfall arrives
there is a soft quiet
a world of white outside
while inside
the cottage is filled with color
the center of the snow globe
i’m clearly drawn to whimsical animal art
and yes,
that is the wing of a peacock kite you see in the upper left corner.
—
“laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face.”
-victor hugo
dropped off the family entries
to the library’s annual lego building contest
there were so many good ones to see
elaborate, creative, funny, scary, lovely, colorful, detailed
some were quickly assembled
some took many hours and days to create
some made by children, some by adults,
some made by both working together
but it was the one above that really caught my eye
it was beautiful because
it was clearly made by someone
out of pure love
created by ivy, a preschooler
her piece’s title
written by someone
who knew how to write their letters
simply read:
‘this is mama.’
it was magnificent.
—
“every block of stone has a statue inside it
and it is the task of the sculptor to discover it.”
-michelangelo