Spiral Staircase. Enticing its guests to take a leisurely stroll to their destination rather than shoot straight up to the end goal. But why? Why take the loops? Why walk the extra steps only to feel like you’re retreating? But then again its in our DNA. It it our DNA. The spiral helix engrained in … More Spiral Staircase by Courtney Dodge
Tell me it’s just a piece of fabric and I’ll tell you it’s just a life. Every fold, every stitch, every seam, every cut. Every little act taking part to breathe life into the fabric. The DNA of the fabric determining its pull, it’s stretch, it’s character. Tell me it’s all materialistic and I’ll tell … More Don’t Tell Me by Courtney Dodge
She stares at her reflection. She sees broken glass, the jagged fragments that are ever so fragile, willing to break skin and draw blood with each subtle movement. He sees a stained glass piece of artwork. A perfect compilation of imperfect pieces. She tells him to be careful, and tries to explain the risk of … More Stained Glass Girl by Courtney Dodge
She peeks out through the window. No. More like I peak in. In through the opening of the criss crossed lines of metal confinement. She silently pleads for the sun’s attention. Illuminating the rust that consumes the metal fence, it appears to have forgotten about her. Yet how could such a bright face be forgotten? … More Through the Fence by Courtney Dodge
i wanna cross the bridge. i really do. im serious. don’t you believe me? i wanna gaze back from the finish line. i wanna have to squint my eyes just to see where my journey began. but why am i still here? forever waiting to take the first step. retracing my steps while i could … More I Wanna Cross the Bridge by Courtney Dodge
Alone in a bustling city I find solace in the machines. Haunted by my sketches I can hear them pleading with me to breathe life into them. Back to the bracelet. Dress forms line the walls. An overpopulated room of loneliness. Leftover bits of lace scattered on the floor are the only remains of untouched … More I live through quotes By Courtney Dodge
Everyone is shuffling. Some are catching a train, hoping to flee from the intimidating skyscrapers when they’re not looking. Others are rushing towards the subway, immersing themselves deeper into the concrete jungle. Some are here simply for the appeal. Replacing their eyes with the lens of the camera, it captures each and every moment. Sure the moment is captured for all of those passing by, but the real question is if the moment is fully lived? Is each moment passing through this spectacle appreciated to its full extent? On behalf of all those passing by, I would have to answer no. … More Look Up by Courtney Dodge
A massive carpet of green amidst skyscrapers of grey. Throw in a few shades of clear blue too. And a few dots of grey. Grass, water, fountains, bridges, trees. Ordinary elements that unite to form the extraordinary. Central Park. I wonder who thought to build a grandiose city around a field of green. So many wonders yet so little time to explore. It’s like exploring through the woods in a fairytale. Or a book where the reader has the excitement of choosing the ending. Each turn and bend in the path alters where the road will take you. Choose wisely, for the park holds a mystery. … More Portrait of a Park by Courtney Dodge
I dare you to open the door and take your first step outside,
allowing all your expectations to hide.
Let go of your need to be in control.
And simply take part in a leisurely stroll.
I dare you to inhale each breath as though it’s your last,
and take one step forward instead of living in the past.
Inhale the sights and sounds like it’s your last breath of air,
And learn to live without having a care. … More I dare you by Courtney Dodge
White empty pages
one after another.
Bound together and secured with a cover,
but inside they are empty.
Lacking meaning, depth, substance.
They reason, beckon, even plead with you.
Give them the attention they crave.
Yes, you, the artist. … More Blank Page by Courtney Dodge
