Writing The Senses

Friday 27th September – The Frame and the senses within.

The ruff and textured red brick is a contrast to the lighter brown of the soft wood. A sharp metal nail sticks out ready to catch anyone who wonders past as it blends into the rustic surroundings of the bar.

The room is heavy and has an aroma of beer and other alcoholic beverages. With each breath I can taste the stale air of morning coffees and last nights drinking.

The sudden sound of the chairs moving echos the room making ears wince but the overall noise is busy with distance chattering from the other cafe.

All of this is framed by a single sheet of paper ripped out of a sketch book.

This piece is a short 100 words on the simple framed photo that I wrote. Going back to class after this we analysed 2 other pieces. The way we looked at it was interesting with different peoples interpretations. The learnt how all the experiences we go through we learn and continue to learn as the answer is never final.