|Paint Gestured, Drawn in Splattered Flux
||[Dec. 16th, 2014|12:53 am]
The written word forgotten.|
The spoken word unused.
Ideas falling from minds to floors disheveled.
An orderly chaos abound.
Paint splattered covering everything.
A world of splattered paint.
Interest in the splatter and it's pattern.
Now the essece of action in the paint.
Too much mind not enough expression laid a painting dead.
Drawn to do as draw we do life by every event it's line and expression.
Gestured out a splatter a crescent crash a wave of paint fluxed about a world in wave.