Natch
See... mapping comes like fingers in the pot,
for me. It's not like I'm creative. More
like I'm the guy who just knows where to not
get caught - alive or dead - in. Take the war-
torn worlds along the Praxis Corridor.
I did the survey from the lander, still
in orbit - tight, and low enough to score
a killer Scone relief, complete with hill-
top batteries and likely Cullins Hob
Touristas in the seams. You wouldn't catch
me setting one small toe there for the job.
Ah-nope. I'm good at sizing up things. Natch.
I mean, it's best I stay alive. And what's
not square with that gets noticed. I'm no putz.
© Keith Ward 2008
Click here for more about this this series, SF Sonnets.
I took a photo over the shoulder of a co-worker who was writing her farewell & good luck message in a memory book to another co-worker who was retiring. Playing around with the photo in Photoshop, I came up with a gradient map image that evoked a person in a spacecraft using some see-through device to chart a beach area on a planet below. I selected the areas that are black & white and removed the color there to look like a dark spaceship cabin, the bright planet surface below. That was months ago. Only today did a sonnet flow out that ended up being about that image. Wonderful how The Muse works...
Take a look at the image in the large or the original size view. If you look closely, you can actually read the message the creative co-worker wrote in circles and other patterns. :)
Natch
See... mapping comes like fingers in the pot,
for me. It's not like I'm creative. More
like I'm the guy who just knows where to not
get caught - alive or dead - in. Take the war-
torn worlds along the Praxis Corridor.
I did the survey from the lander, still
in orbit - tight, and low enough to score
a killer Scone relief, complete with hill-
top batteries and likely Cullins Hob
Touristas in the seams. You wouldn't catch
me setting one small toe there for the job.
Ah-nope. I'm good at sizing up things. Natch.
I mean, it's best I stay alive. And what's
not square with that gets noticed. I'm no putz.
© Keith Ward 2008
Click here for more about this this series, SF Sonnets.
I took a photo over the shoulder of a co-worker who was writing her farewell & good luck message in a memory book to another co-worker who was retiring. Playing around with the photo in Photoshop, I came up with a gradient map image that evoked a person in a spacecraft using some see-through device to chart a beach area on a planet below. I selected the areas that are black & white and removed the color there to look like a dark spaceship cabin, the bright planet surface below. That was months ago. Only today did a sonnet flow out that ended up being about that image. Wonderful how The Muse works...
Take a look at the image in the large or the original size view. If you look closely, you can actually read the message the creative co-worker wrote in circles and other patterns. :)