November 04, 2011

Say We Meet 01

It started over coffee, or might have. Just an idea, not necessarily a good one, definitely something to think about. After lunch, a few more sketches. Then on the way home, it hits you. You walk the seawall, the idea walks with, taking on shape, clarity. This other way of describing the city—this one you and I happen to live in. We share drawings, understanding as we do something of rudiments of a waterside walkway, a path that need not and should not go anywhere. A walk always within eyeshot of home, a home.