Play is a state of mind, rather than an activity.–Stuart Brown
If you want to be creative, stay in part a child, with the creativity and invention that characterizes children before they are deformed by adult society.–Jean Piaget
I went for a run (a rare occurrence as I rarely run on pavement anymore) a few weeks ago as a way to exercise and explore my surroundings. I came across an old, rusty swing set frame on the side of the pedestrian/bike path near the river. I couldn’t help but think of it as place to position work. I remembered my swing set in our yard growing up and how I always wondered if the whole thing would either tip over or if I would just wind around the frame if I swung too high. Neither happened. Perhaps I didn’t swing high enough.
The path is along the Red River and like most areas surround the river, it was under water a month ago. It’s cut off to motor vehicles but sees quite a few bike commuters and pedestrians. What I liked most about it is that you miss it if you’re not paying attention. It’s rusted and surrounded by trees, brush and weeds.
I decided on wood letters so I could paint them a noticeable, bright red color, my favorite color of my childhood. I chose exterior house paint- lipstick red.
I put it up last week. I haven’t had time to sit and observe the reception but I did take a few photos.
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