Friday, October 10, 2014

Through Another’s Eyes

Desert is rainy, dusty, hot, cold. City - lonely, impersonal and temporary.

So said he. But he told more as I showed him his pictures this morning.

Did he say it was a slug? Like no other I've seen or heard about. As he described it, some perspective came alive in my imagination.

A mechanism of story, I am pretty sure. Over real time, a sequence of steps describes events that tells something compelling to the audience.

© 2013 Buzz Hill

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