Visual Journaling at the Arlington Center for the Arts this spring were a gift. Talented, creative, willing to take risks, they worked hard and took risks. I felt blessed.
For our last 30 minutes together, I passed pages from a 50s Girl Mystery, and invited them to try Found Poetry. Mine came out, in part, a thank you letter: "Unconscious amazement... don't know exactly what happened, but I seem to owe you thanks."