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Just a snap-shot in the garage. We walk on it every day and than one moment in the late afternoon.... Yes, inspiration can be like a flicker of desire or a steadily flowing stream of love.
For an artist, it is like oxygen. Without it, 'soulless' compositions are produced, but no true creation....
And, of course, artists always run the risk of underestimating themselves or overestimating their actions/work. Exercising discipline without control... ...the ultimate expression of the process. When this is achieved, clarity reigns.
The artist is an impartial witness to what is happening. Anything else would be and is 'worthless' --even if it sells well.
We all have the potential to be artists of life. Thank you for living it. ...for getting a glimpse of the intensity.
...Exercising discipline without control...
There are so many red herrings, which fake this intensity. We compensate the sharp fall after we thought we’d finally found the truth, the right partner, good health, wealth...
Emptiness
...Joy without expecting
Space and Time
Openess...come what may
I am looking forward to how you will express this...once again, ...always new.
It is a bit like flying above a planet -- is it not?
Yes the two on the sides, seem so. However, my illusional mind sees the middle one as a cave.
A cave with vertical blue wall in front and a small horizontal white puddle on the ground...or maybe it is The Light entering a Dark cave from a hole in the ceiling ...
Look again! You will see it... I love to sit in this cave🙂