la danse de vie; contortions, acrylics, pen-ink, patchouli scents
There is my soft intuition that would make for favoured project collaborations. It births as a magnanimous source of which pushes and contends and indignantly dismisses any of my predilection to overly scrutinise what ever creative flow and yield, its forms or which that simply passes between schedules of fervent work. It does time with my hands dipped into the ambience, the mood and the tones. It is perhaps my affection for details that, at its best, buoys in the romance that brings it to life. It delivers with an unexpected round of enthused participants that grows more than enough to fill a whole room.
The congratulatory party includes laughing so hard at our appraisals for the other's proclivities under extreme pressures. I almost always look forward to this part, that's saying, we'll one day laugh about it. Days later, I would be bound for amplified places in me that expands for these soft intuitions.
Listening to : More to Life - Stacie Orrico