Then I had a week in which people from my long-ago world kept surfacing. In person, on social media; some were alive; some were not.
Emotions stirred, swirled, whirled.
I walked at night past an inner city shop – Dove and Lyre Fossils and Crystals. There was a dinosaur footprint sitting in the window.

Dinosaur footprint
in
Dove and Lyre shop
A dinosaur footprint?
Really? Why were people just walking past, ignoring this? Shouldn’t there be museum-extravaganza-style queues?
A dinosaur footprint. Very very old.
I had a rare moment of connecting with Deep Time.
And created a picture.
I heard of some rich guy in America having a mound made of a Trex footprint, and then he pressed into his print garden to delight his children 😊
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I love to see your process of how something so cool as this, after a walk can inspire such beautiful art.
Kath.
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Really? Truly?? You want to see the process? I fear this might bore people. Though I do like to see process of development of other people’s artworks, so praps I should take this on board.
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Love seeing a few photos of how you begin and the end result it always fascinates me because we all are so unique in how we see, feel and think. The same subject and three different artists and you get three different pieces. Wonderful isn’t it!
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Love your way of putting it, Ms Minuscule. I must confess I am a bit hooked on photographing paintings at different stages of the process. Cos I never know where/how/what direction the image is gonna take.
Do you work like this too?
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I do sometimes its fun to see how it ends up.
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And thank you, Kath, for the compliment.
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