Yesterday I was looking for something in our pile of scrap metal and iron, (yes, we have one),and I found this piece and knew immediately that it had to be a frame. It was beautiful, it just needed a cowboy (and who hasn’t said that at least twice in their lifetime). Dominique cleaned it up with vinegar, and I painted a cowboy for this lovely frame.
I want to see things, not for what they are – or were – but for what they could be. Maybe if we could do that for each other, too… No more waste. It is, we are, not disposable. Let’s find the beauty in everything.
No more abandonings.