Simple,
small
stories,
of us.
Sidewalk Stories
It is time to tell ourselves stories. Stories about how we feel about the world, and our place in it. To tell these stories, we will use the images of our daily lives that get through to us, and the thoughts they provoke in that moment we are open to something new, something different from the normal, from the routine in our lives. Stories about the smear of leaves blown across the sidewalk and trapped against the grass during a fall storm. Stories about those gorgeous chalk drawings that make you want to dive headfirst into the sidewalk and party with some penguins and Dick van Dyke before they're washed away by the rain. Stories of the passage of time, of life, as we gaze at the aging of something intended to be as permanent as the stone path we walk on. Stories based on simply looking down at our feet, as we seek reassurance we are still walking in the world we know. Stories about our life as it passes through this world.






