Sunday, 6 March 2011

Sudden Tempest

Just at the point of frustration...

Yesterday bore no creative fruits, to spite the desire and the inclination.  Still, it would seem today it will be an entirely different matter. A arbitrary comment lead to a thought, which lead to an idea. Then like a whirlwind it sucked me into its vortex. No plan, just a vision; with every possibility of pointlessness and no end result.

But what a rush, to just create again. Free. Without thought.