The only constant is change. Age seven; fifty years ago. In the past, I tended to make a big deal out of each birthday, taking time off from work and scheduling activities to help me celebrate. This year, I have a lot of unscheduled time off and nowhere to go, since everything is shut down … Continue reading Fifty-seven
The sun goes down, worlds darken...
The single best statement I have ever written about myself.
Nothing quite compares to Southern rock...
Cover artwork for Words Words Words, compiled works.
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Various discarded items I've encountered while out walking, between January and March of 2018. To qualify as a discarded item they have to be unattended in a place they clearly don't belong, with no one anywhere around who could own the item. These are photographed exactly as found, as I am honor bound to not … Continue reading Discarded Items, Various Dates 2018
Occasionally, as I'm out walking, I come across items people have misplaced or forgotten, which I chronicle in a series on my Instagram account (gmatt63) entitled Discarded Items. Typically, I'll identify the item as "Discarded" then describe what it is, usually with a color, such as Discarded Green Shorts. On 15 September 2017, I first … Continue reading Discarded Purple Madness