A PICTURE IS WORTH 1,000 WORDS.
So said someone. A couple sites attribute it to Napoleon Bonaparte. Other's say it's an old Chinese proverb. Still another credits an auto company advertising on the side of a streetcar in San Francisco about 100 years ago. For me personally the concept was born through the mellow voice of David Gates and the musical group, Bread, when I was a young teenager. It's one of the first songs I learned on guitar in 8th grade:
If a picture paints a thousand words, then why can't I paint you....
(I miss Bread.)
Today begins the Lenten season for 2013. I don't wear ashes on my forehead, though I appreciate the practice by faithful Catholics. I have, however, for the last number of years felt driven to offer my own form of personal sacrifice in preparation for the Easter season. Rather than omit certain sins or questionable practices, I have chosen to commit to practice goodness with more pure intent. I begin each day with prayer (not just during Lent, I might add) and in that prayer I ask for the Lord to direct my thoughts and actions. The thoughts during the Lenten season lead to words which I publish daily during the 40+ days of Lent, right here on my blog. It has become a sort of personal history, of interest likely only to my children or their children down the road, when they wonder what their strange old grandmother was like once upon a time. I figure when we write with creativity and purpose, we cannot NOT reveal our true selves. And so, here I am, I suppose.
In years past I have used random words as daily jumping-off points. And I've written backstories of many of my songs in other years. This year I have chosen to use, as the springboard for my daily writing exercises, photos from my personal library. Many of them are from my iPhone. A few may be old and scanned in to my computer, stored in my digital library. But most will be current, something from my recent life.
I apologize in advance that many will likely deal with the passing of my mother, less than 6 months ago. I have not documented the feelings and events of that passage. I have a number of pictures, and my heart still grieves deeply. So, while I have elected to share my writing in this blog, it may include my own attempt to process and may be of little value to anyone but me.
I will try to keep my entries to 1,000 words or less. It's a good challenge for me as I tend to ramble on.
Now to visit my large library of jpegs. See you tomorrow.