Today is also my thirtieth birthday. I have no intentions to quit smoking.
The whisperings, whirlings, wonderings, and writings of a dreamer, a dancer, a drawer and a darling.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Paint
I write this as I wait for the first layer of paint to dry on my latest inspiration. I haven't sat down to paint in far too long. I forgot how meditative it is. How it draws you into another world, the world that you are creating with every stroke and every new colour. There is something working through you, a force outside of your own reality. I am thankful to be here, guided by the force of inspiration.
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