Working through projects. Maybe they aren’t going like you hoped. Somethings take so long. I don’t know all the answers. An online diary of my thoughts and confessions? — perhaps.
So the big machine is roaring and sputtering and smoke shooting out the pipes— an old tractor with pulleys and gears visible and Bo Bob Billy in his straw hat shifting gears in the hot spring sun. Just like a saw makes sawdust, big painting projects make art dust. These little bits sometimes hold more truth and love and passion that the BIG project you were dedicated to struggling through.
Colored dust is the concentrated color inside all of us.