I’m at an outdoor clothing store.
All that catches my eye are these toy balls.
A discarded piece of rope.
Its colour and shape set against the road bitumen caught my abstract eye.
There’s been so much rain here, that mushrooms have grown on the lawn.
They could be edible. But I’m not trying. The dog does her business all over the lawn.
I’m bored out of my brain and staring out the car window into the shopping centre car park.
I notice the primary colours and straight lines.
Voila. I’ll do a Mondrian.
This is the first batch of macaroons ever made by my daughter.
They didn’t even get baked. Something about the shape…
They caught my eye but not my stomach.
This delicate wattle juxtaposed next to a steel girder: the contrast couldn’t be greater.
Nature’s gentle curves versus man made straight edges.
How does a eucalypt leaf fall on fresh concrete exactly over the dividing line between two slabs?
Amazing coincidence or the deliberate intention of an unknown public artist?
Me thinks the latter.