My feet saw no finish line, vocal cords spoke not a rhyme. Lighting struck from above, rain made dirt into mud, opportunity sung to fear; 30 : love. Courageous rivers raged through my veins, reminding me not to inhale fear, vain nor wane. The uncertainty of the composing role, left soon after I took my vision out for a stroll. My ears listened to my heart which directed the cadence of each foot step, with each foot step came an iterative cycle of persistence. Oh how I long for my next walk...
P.s. Just in case you were wondering about the health benefits of a walk; listen to the docs at WalkWithADoc
Here's a project I did for my Creative Problem Solving Class: I am promoting food choice awareness and invoking this thought. If food matter or ingredients were physically presented with each meal, would you make wiser decisions?
On a cool summer night in Denver,Colorado, I strolled into a local Hamburger joint to start the project. I told employees the project was for my Creative Problem Solving class. Surprisingly, I received enthusiastic feedback from them all, they even took my photo! One of the women said it looked like artwork and asked what design school I attended, I said Coursera ;). The other woman related the concept to humane treatment of animals and ingredients. And bringing to light, odd substances someone may unknowingly place in their body-- pink slime anyone? She also agreed this could help with over indulgence and obesity in America.
From left to right:
Wheat grain, flour and yeast representing the hamburger bun.
Grass representing a grass fed cow.
Half cut potato representing french fries cooked in sea salt and oil.