So many people in dark colours – like busy ants – yet going nowhere.
Grand Central – Birmingham – UK
On phones, drinking coffee, dashing for trains – vacant looks upon their faces …
Children in buggies – asleep with the hum – or eyes open, staring at signs and posters.
Where’s ‘Mother Nature’ in cities for their young. Do they know?
Oh, and escalators make ants fat on fast pastries & pretzels …
Where are the stairs … do they care?
Grand Central Birmingham – UK
The sun looks beautiful today but most seem oblivious. They look down or forward, seldom up …
I stop for coffee, noticing 3 men, huddled, cosy, engaged in conversation. A rainbow coloured umbrella lies on the floor near to one of them. He wears matching ‘multi-coloured’ socks that contrast vividly against his dark grey suit.
‘I bet they’re in the community,’ I thought …’Slower than most of the others, more depth – butterflies not ants.’
I’m the fly on the wall. I hear your tales. I see your souls, but you don’t notice. I like that. Real artists sneak without ego … There’s no skill with ‘that’ or greed and ants need to learn this more often.
(extract from my book.)
Selfridges – The Bullring – UK
Tiffany Belle Harper.