everything has this weight to it. Nothing is free of its heavy. The light, the moon, you and me. Each motion is force and every pull is friction. There is this feeling that making is the the spark and the spark is endless. Once it gets in motion it never really stops. It creates context that links the world.
Starlight has this part to it, that feels like jazz music.
My dreams needed to feel like a painting again so I made this one tonight.