I was reading a post by Deanna Mascle.
I saw a nice picture.
My eyes were going crazy trying to read it so, with Thoreau as my guide, I made it more legible. And I wanted to break the cycle represented here, to open it up. That is my main collaborative addition to this. I noted to Deanna in G+ comment that I didn’t know whether I’d done justice or violence to her image. Sometimes violence is justice. In this case I am hoping this is non-violent justice.
Like any reader worth his salt, I added the arrow elements above and below as my way of making sense, of making legible, the image. I cut out big words using much the same subliminal judgment I use when making cut-out or black-out poem, which is to say only vaguely and mos def not rationally. Those words are the red, yellow, and green ones above.
Next step: make more sense (or stop making sense at all). The image below is me making a mess before it maketh sense.
I know it’s a not so nice picture anymore. Non-violent justice? Violent injustice? Homage and sincerest form of? Maybe I can get rid of some of the arrows.
Maybe I make it more legible? more pretty? more mine? Not mine. Ours. Perhaps ‘mined’ from Deanna’s, but not mined. Yourn + mine = Ourn? I trust that is true.
And finally…an invitation to collaborate using this editable embed courtesy of Hackpad.