As I wandered home via the bakery to grab a sourdough loaf and croissant, and walked along King Street, Newtown I noticed a new item of paste up street art.
A timely reminder, it vindicated the choices I’d made about today.
2012 has slipped by. In a couple of weeks I’ll have been blogging for a year. I’m not going to write [yet] another post about why I love blogging. That I’m still doing it is testimony enough. And then there are the bloggers who have become an extended part of my household via their blogs I read & comment on as they do mine…
The past year has seen subtle change, shifting and settling for me. I am no longer constrained by time and space. I exist happily physically more than I ever have, connected virtually with people who have the care and interest to participate in a global community.
Nothing will change how we coexist with family, friends, colleagues, neighbours and people on the street, but I believe we are amongst the forerunners of a connected, informed convergence interrelating within another but no less real dimension.
Bloggers, not with the intention of imposing but simply by sharing their thoughts, questions, perspectives, lives, opinions, experiences and expertise are stepping away from pay-for-say and mono-cultural society commanded by governments and big business served by commercial media and advertising, into a powerful but subtle authentic collective.
elladee_words started simply as an outlet of expression for my frustrated spirit, and as my spirit unwound my eyes opened and the elladee_images blog happened, underwritten by the credo “There is art in the everyday. It’s easy to walk through the world and not see. Time moves on. Things change. I’m taking the time to look & stop & capture moments & colours of ordinary things & day-to-day life in snapshots.” The commenters and followers of these blogs were the first to expand my world and elladee_places was my effort at reciprocation.
merci mes amis