Monday, May 19, 2014

Waiting for Wind

Waiting for Wind
Oil on Wood
The word "flourish" came to me in the middle of last night and with it a sense of well being. I am not sure whether I was awake or in the midst of a dream, but there followed the realization that some words trigger powerful emotions deep seated in our complicated selves. Flourish. Magnificent in all its meanings. I have been thinking of it all day. 

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