I've been thinking of Drawing and Painting, where delineation pulls a distinction between this and that... and the latter pools and oozes, blended and coaxed.
This has been an abiding thought, but I've been letting myself get pulled into other fields and pastures (see next post).
And through it all, I wonder: how does it all come together? Maybe if I pull it apart and guide it back in reeeeaaaal slooooooow.
I feel slow like molasses. Mole-asses. It's like a systems check. I move slow and think about other things, the other point of view (next post). I guess it helps when I get headstrong.
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