We walked into a black coffee co-op with my intention to buy a coffee. Judging a place solely by its name guided me there. I didn't care too much for the cup, but it brought me to the table. On the table rested a collection of journals, diaries, black books branded with a number, which I later found to represent volume. No less than an instant, I grasped it.
Concept. Community. Communal. Communicate. Collective.
Idea. Sharing. Expression.
It something I've thought about in the past, seen examples of elsewhere, felt longing for during moments of suspended travel. Flipping through the first volume my hand landed on, the first page couldn't have been more fitting, a page I could very well have authored, torn straight from the middle of my own black book, diary, journal. With a theme relating to FREEDOM, I already noticed my brain drawing comparisons, comparing observations, looking beyond the words, wanting to catch a glimpse of the precise moment where and from whom these markings took place. I envisioned myself sitting down there, with travelling mentality, a desire to create something in the world leaving a clue, a breadcrumb to leave one curious of its root. I felt my heart already motioning, compelling itself forwards for a space, where it too could leave a mark, a breadcrumb, a clue, a hidden opportunity to make its way into another soul with the same bit of mystery.
No signing. No credit. No attribution.
Those don't matter. Focus is on the audience, the viewer, and the picture they pull, push, form, blow into view. Its the seer to contemplate and participate to complete the message, to drop their own breadcrumb in the spot they could swear they saw one, had stepped on, felt, had heard. Its their journey. Not mine. Not yours. Theirs.
Fueled by my own desire to question my heart, I place the very breadcrumb back into my own heart the moment I pull it out. The question still burns me, taunts me, haunts me. Reminds me of the choice I continue to have, have always had, and am always empowered with.
I, we, you have the freedom. To be. Anywhere. Always. To be.
