...to continue

On Saturday, March 28, 2015, Martin Law <martin.rainbowmaker@gmail.com> wrote:

...Hello continued

where were we... oh yes, stepping into spring with a spring in our step.

I do hope you are warm, and cozily nested possibly with the four legged furry people, oh and here's some more of these things (~) there's an endless supply ~~~~~~~~~~~~.

I did wonder to myself how your gig went, though i was in an extended time warp waiting wordless for inspiration from my higher self as if in a spotlight and gazing into the black of an imagined invisible audience of over 26000 wondering if i'd lost my script or my tongue or stagefright, or something.  But no, it's the usual rhythm which happens every time between paintings and poems going way back beyond the dawn of relative maturity and you'd think i'd be used to it but it's always new since the past has never been present either before or since.

But like any good cornered creature i did remedy that, if not promptly for want of prompting but by virtue of impromptu artistic instinct and turning unknowing unknowingly into a source of inspiration.  Not as if the higher self is somebody else and when all the denser part can draw is a blank then thankfully the higher part has a clean sheet or canvas to itself free of distraction.

So, still not having a clue and arising from slumber pottering and pondering poking the grate indoors i went and put peanuts on the path which attracted some big blue-black rooks and got a string of close-up zoom shots from the kitchen window though they were telpathically wise to my tricks.  So then i sat down and wrote a page about it, got stuck there for a few days till i was able to put relevant words to the fact of how inspiration is like fishing though i've never fished, but it became a completed article of possible help for 26000 people, some of whom possibly never having figured out how to feel inspired and so had to resort to buying tinned fish.

Then today i got a couple of canvas sized photocopies of the best crow shot (rooks that is) to make into a painting, so i have two new articles with photos and a painting on the way.  Refined the soil for a potato patch twice over again, which i enjoy looking at, bought two bags of blight resistant potatoes, and the delivery men carried six big bags of peat compost through to the back for me so the back is much improved in both senses of the word, and in saying so i do wish likewise for you.  Here's some more of these~~~~~~~~~~~~~>*

Or to put it more soothingly, some of these ~~~~~~~~~~~~~*************

To wish your inspirit upliftment and freedom from clutter of conundrums.

If i sound dyslexic sometimes it's not me but my grammar, bless her, and, well, these alphabetic permutations random as they may sound are like fingers across a keyboard of a piano which is more grounded and resonates in empathy for whatever it is you may be currently dealing with but i know you know.  This ramble being  a hello, a checking in, a touching bass, or whatever, a reassurance of presence and support, so you know you're not alone, i haven't quite mastered bilocation yet.

Anyway, good vibes as ever and love from me.