I have greatly enjoyed recording sounds and taking pictures of Frame Park. There is just something special about this area, that calls to anyone who enters it. I remember when I was a kid, and the downtown area of Waukesha was characterized by an old gazebo that had a wishing well and a mini waterfall inside. It was a great place to hang out as a kid, a shelter of sorts, and beautiful. It was fun to toss coins into the water and wish for things, big things, like grow up as soon as possible and please let my family leave me alone for two seconds this week. This old gazebo was my relic from my past, and it was that figure for many from Waukesha. Once it broke down some and the people starting thinking it looked like a dump, they decided to move it and repaint it, restore it to its old glory. The old gazebo became a stepping stone for a whole new park, a shelter for not only kids, but also adults, longing to escape their busy lives. It was built as a relic of the past small community that Waukesha had been before it grew.
Now, as I walked its barren winter paths and recorded all of its sadness and dormancy, I can't help feeling excited at the prospect of spring, when the park will come alive again. I want to see the kids racing around the area designated for them, leaping off swings and climbing the gyms, screeching in great fun and pleasure in ways that only kids can achieve. I want to see the joggers and hear the volleyball players. If there was one thing I enjoyed about this area, it was the potential for excitement. When I took recordings and pictures of the area it was lone and weary, but there was a sense of waiting; a dormancy that was just yearning to explode into full summer play. I wonder if spring will be soon enough for it to come alive? How will the park feel while it is awakening? I am eager to get started, to explore this "awakening"- this spring transformation.
Monday, April 2, 2007
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