Thoughts ..... musings and observations mulling over in my head as I paint.


Waiting, anticipation, steady moving forward. The mind mulls over the sights and smells, the sound and rush of waves, methodically, rhythmically matching my breath. The pulse becomes me, the wait and run and wait and run of my collie, steps in the sand. When I sit later, I close my eyes and feel it again, then begin to work.... to create in the still - in the pulse.