#14 It is an odd sensation for me, to have no words, being as verbose as I usually am. But for the last several days, every time I try to speak or write something with any meaning in it, it comes out stilted and flatly mundane...like a monosyllabic pancake, like white rice and cauliflower on a white plate for dinner. I am oratory drabsville...I got nuthin', no words.
Inside though, are a multitude of colours and images.
The words in the circle are lifeline, lifelong and life-net, and it is for Craig, who has been my friend and brother through many past and future lives.
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when there are no words, there are still colours. thank goodness for that! beautiful piece for your friend :) thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteya i get that, sometimes words are all dessert dry and just not alive or wanting to be shared. you know i get a bit reclusive sometimes, and that is one of the reasons, or i'm off on one of my ponders...xD
ReplyDeleteit goes like that sometimes! fortunately we don't have to be impressively articulate ALL THE TIME! very cool piece!
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