the colors of the day seemed to be out of line with the colors in my head and nothing ever came along with the pictures i dreamed yes! yes! don't tell me why, why, I know why, why? i can't seem to move my hands and turn the knob in my direction because I am! I am courageless! that palette of colors they sing a song of pain glorifying the dark skies and the death of the bluest and am I supposed to fight? where do I find myself? how do I defeat nature in art or have I created art in nature what... read more
