Just searching for the good stuff .
This picture ?
It’s my life.
It may look like a stack of scrap paper but in reality it is a week’s worth of ideas. They come at me sometimes like a rain squall. Other times like a glance. Sometimes I’m driving, or in the tub or almost asleep. But they always come, ready or not.
Layers of my own beautiful chaos
and I wouldn’t have it any other way.