Monday, September 13, 2010

If I Were...

If I were an artist,

I would go into this shop every afternoon after eating my lunch. I would stare at each color and dream up my paintings then and there in this pastel color shop. Then, I would walk out the door and go home, take a new white piece of paper, and begin.

If I were a scholar,

I would sit in this bookstore that overlooks the Seine River. I would only read and write for some time before getting up again to walk down these steps

and examen the stack of books. After this would I go back up the steps and imagine myself as a famous writer in Paris, with many demands from my fans and coffee being made for me every hour. Then I would sit back down and write again.

If I were an actress
I would wear a big, red hat like this woman. I would take my scripts and sit outside--with my big red hat on--and rehearse my lines. I would stand up very tall and articulate all my consonants, and carry a small, ivory, lace hand wallet wherever I went.

And if I were a 23-year old woman
I would instead be an 8-year old girl...and be all these things tomorrow.