Valley of Dreams by @breadeaterrr
There are a number of things that I know will definitely not work if I attempt to use them as part of My Art Practice.
So I spent a bunch of time deciding which poison would be the most effective and convenient for Me to sample.
While I took My time weighing My options, it became increasingly obvious that refusing to make Art, regardless of whether it would or wouldn’t work, was also quite a good option.
I did that, I carried on with Life the same way I would do without a billion pounds in My back pocket.
My Thoughts seemed to trudge along as normal until they realised they had nowhere to escape to. All of a sudden they were upon Me, like a flock of reporters yammering in a domed chamber. I had no choice but to listen and I’m thankful that I did because I heard some things that made Me want to skip all the way home.
I realised then that the sensation I was experiencing was similar to what I experience when I’m thoroughly enjoying Myself in the middle of assembling a Collage.
I understood at that moment that I do this all the time, doing nothing is part of My Art practice and My Art practice is a part of My Life. So for as long as I live I’ll continue to create using whatever tools are at My disposal and as long as I create, I’ll know that I’m Living.
