And I suppose this blog will also provide a creative outlet. One for word doodlings, experimentation with computer graphics programs and possibly a home for some of my photos. I have no real expectations, hopes or desires. I like that. It's liberating. It's refreshing. Sort of like a no- strings-attached relationship. Hmm.
Enough babble. The images I've posted are a result of my need for creative expression this weekend. Nothing fancy. But it was fun and it did the trick. "The Best American Essays of the Century" by Joyce Carol Oates is a wonderful collection of essays from the twentieth century's most beloved writers, and it just so happens to contain within its pages "The Figure a Poem Makes" by Robert Frost. I've been enamored with it lately. And I find the figure his poem makes completely and utterly sexy. Words are sexy to me. Words strung together in harmony even more sexy. I wanted to take his words and visually shape them. Give them sex appeal.