Monday, November 26, 2012

Breaking through...


We paint...and paint...and paint....
until we have callouses on our hands...
And it feels......
to our chagrin and frustration....
 that we are servicing ONLY....
"an exercise in futility"....
We've simply LOST our touch...
We can't do it anymore !
Something happened...
during the night perhaps......
that took away our ability to MAKE THINGS>>>
Our creative self has gone AWOL....
Damn....
Should we...
- take up POTTERY ???
- go back to sleep ???
- throw all the expensive, useless tubes away ???
And then.......
we turn the corner....
on the BOULEVARD OF LIMITATIONS....
and we have LITERALLY broken through....
to yet another, deeper layer of information...
After all....
We held strong,,, 
We endured with tenacity...
We stuck with it tightly...like glue.......like cement...
We clung to our VISION....
even while muddling through to that vision 
with a temporary BLINDFOLD over our eyes....
like the horse in the painting......
And so on.....