Fine Print

other day, i communicated w/ a lady who described herself as a 'people watcher'.
i asked if she actually meant face studier, because that's my tendency. i watch almost anywhere to see how expressions change, & once remarked to my mother how curious that we all had the same set of features, eyes, mouth, etc, but there was such variation out there. Once i became absorbed w/ Leonardos sketch books & drawings, & noticed how he too, had focused on faces. He was able via his genius to see things others of us maybe missed, but his work was invariably remarkable. i haven't studied ALL his drawingsbut undoubtedly he saw things the rest of us did not./actually, i'm not a big fan of the M. lisa


we have surrounding us, a fair no. of Hispanic people, & to me it is rather ASTOUNDING to suddenly see an INCA-----a face we have seen before carved in the stone of some temple, prehaps in pictures of Yucatan. perhaps a man or boy who is innocent of his resemblance, but his expression of innocence makes his features all the more amazing!!!!

i one time thought I'd like to try my hand at portrait photography, but now i'm too old & the cost of quipment is out of reach. still, i love to look at people's faces whenever i can do so w/o seeming to stare.
The reward today is how much mixing goes on----people from all over the world.

some poetry & what it can lead to

today. one of those perfect days for the books. some xtra pollen in case but everthing is in bloom, grape hyacinth, etc, vinca, so i opened to one of my fave poems, ee cummings, 'o purple finch, please tell me why, ' etc. etc. so i sat down actually on the bed, stretched out, & began to think about it. this morning i had thought about how Julie Christie was losing her looks, etc. but then i got to thinking, why a purple finch?


do p. finches know any more than the rest of us? ans. No. mainly they know how to sing. going on from there, i been studying the work of jacob needleman, & it leads somewhere, not purple finches.