Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Train Clouds

Outside the window is the cathedral of clouds, the wizz of wires, the sudden appearance of domestic, commercial, and urban angles invaded with green, puddles and the tide coming in or going out. Inside I watch a movie (The Hurt Locker) on the laptop. The meaning of movement, the meaning of stasis.
I think I'll go make another painting...

1 comment:

HemlockMan said...

Those are nice thoughts. Poetry of the moment, in the moment.