These Papers are made in the deepest part of the world. I feel the freedom moving pasts my fears.
Painter Files – King Finger
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Crow’s Pancake house
There is the power in the universe that grabs you. It is not like arms but more like solar fingers. You are a part of it and it you. The paint feels like a slow whisper of all the places the fingers stop to play the piano. I think that it is all part of a long dance that started before you and anything related to you and will end long after you. This all feels like a journey on the map of a placemat in a pancake house.
Art found me and me it.
In the mix
Deep in the depths of the art dungeon. The brushes are my vices. We sit and watch movies together at times.
My coffee cup doesn’t know why I’m awake this early.
The paint called out to me. My cat thinks I should always be awake to hang out with her. We are sleepless soulmates. I can’t tell sometimes if she thinks I am her sidekick against the night sky.
There are these moments when sitting on the floor looking out the glass door to our balcony I thinking she is waxing about the moon. She has this distant contemplative look about her. The good money says she is tracking a leaf blowing on the ground but one can dream, ya?
So busy making and doing. The show is almost here and I have sold a lot of paintings this week somehow. It is beautiful and bewildering.
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