This is a quick, little piece based on an object we were given in class. I was given a small coin purse and came up with this.
If you stare long enough at the purse, you get lost in all the colors, the shapes. They’re round like eyeballs; they stare back at you; they draw you in like a black hole, except they’re bright and full of color. What have I done? What does it know, or have to offer me? Money, Stupid—if you’re lucky. It’s a purse, not a portal. But what about the space between and within? It’s your world. Everything you know, love, and desire is all held within. And it does draw you in; its beyond you.