Hi, all. The instructions for today were easy to follow: Go for a walk. Copy down text from the signs you pass. At each intersection, or at a point where you would normally make a choice of which direction to go, flip a coin to determine your new direction. Continue copying text. Craft a poem from the words you collect. If you don’t live in a location conducive to this choose an indoor location where there’s lots of space and different directions one might head — such as a museum.
I live in an area with a dearth of signs, but at some point a couple of weeks ago, I was standing in the middle of the New Orleans French Quarter, when my brain said, Hello? Chance walk? Signs? The result: jazz funeral.
Other chance walkers:
Misky: A Changing Tide
Barbara C: Welcome to NOLA (yep, same city I was in)
Vinita: Cardinal Signs
Jill Cournoyer: The Pleasant Hill Police
Lori Brack: End, winter
We were told that if we have an alternate poem, we can post on our own sites. Before New Orleans arrived on the horizon, there was I10-West and a stretch of highway signs that gave me the giggles because of their contradictory nature.
road work ahead two miles
use extreme caution
work zone: increased speeding fines
when workers are present speeding fines double
speed checked by detection devices
reduced speed ahead
right lanes closed 1000 feet
left lane ends half a mile
left lane ends 500 feet
left lane ends
See you tomorrow for a prompt that gave me great angst. That’s right, it involves being artistic.