Tuesday, June 7, 2011

The Concrete and the Not So Concrete

Two Worlds (detail)

I lost my art studio, again. This is the 3rd time in a year and a quarter. I know there's a message here, but no, it's not stop the art. That'd be psychological suicide, and not psycho logical at all.

So instead, I am thinking that there's an uplift that is occurring. Perhaps I'm supposed to learn how to grab hold of my art and fly.

I have a friend who just almost lost his life again, for I don't know how many times in the last year and a quarter. I can see him flying, and his feet are firmly on the ground. So, it is possible.