Whatever next?

Nothing that I pointed the lens at today quite worked. There were many tries. Resigned to something that wasn't quite right, I walked into the hall for B's martial arts class, saw this display, and thought "That's it". I love the absolute school-ness of it - the breezeblock, the piano, the black-board-alike. I also love that I never know what's coming up next in the space around me and that inspiration can appear anywhere.