
You get to build your perfect space for reading and writing. What’s it like?
After an outpouring of poetry, during the recent three day – 72 hours – power loss, I have run out of words. Having had nothing to do but write, I now have everything to do, except write. So, I did some painting instead. This one is called Emotions in Motion. It is a picture of the inside of my head.
The inside of my head (pictured above) is the perfect space for both reading and writing. It is an especially good place when illuminated by candlelight as the flickering flames help the emotions to get into motion, if you see what I mean. And you probably don’t, because you have never entered a perfect writing, reading, and painting place, like mine.
Anyone can have a desk, with a window, looking out onto a garden. There may even be wonderful landscapes with fantastic sunrises and surprising weather events. But no space is perfect, save for that one perfect space (as depicted above). I can just imagine my friend Vincent (Van Gogh) doing aerial cartwheels with his paintbrush in his hand as he perambulates around his Starry Night, another perfect space in which to paint and read and write.
I painted Emotions in Motion during the aftermath of the three day power out[r]age when all sorts of thoughts and licorice all-sorts were floating around in there. You can probably taste a couple of the flavo[u]rs when you look at the picture. Never mind. Words will return – or not – in which case I’ll let the blobs of paint speak for me. And you can read my fortune in Vincent’s stars – or not, as the case may – or may not – be.
i like a comfortable chair and all my ‘stuff’ near at hand. I build a kind of nest for myself and i feel comfortable and grounded.
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Each to their own. I like the privacy and security of the niche of the nest! Thine own creative space. I have two of your paintings back up on my walls after a long delay and too much blank space!
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Would love to see them on the walls. Will arrange a trip to see you soon.
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We’ll save a couple for you to help us put up. Looking forward to the visit.
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You are right ! Once you say liquorice the taste comes when we see the blackness!
I don’t write but I have created a garden in which to read, amongst other things.
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A jug of wine, a book beneath the bough, and you beside me in the wilderness … and the wilderness were paradise enow … or something like that. All best wishes for the New Year. I am following your weather – changes everywhere. Very discomforting.
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