maybe I am just simply a crybaby or emotional or overly dramatic
or maybe it is my current state that has made me so aware and
conscience of my body and brains reaction to a light and a magic that happens when
artists are free from mind control, the bondage of meeting numbers, and "winning".
There is a certain feeling that washes over me when I see
artists, photographer, writers, musicians ----creators
thrive on that "thing" that drives them to wake up in the morning and
actually take a deep breath.
That action is not always as easy as it may seem.
Yokoo, ever so eloquently, describes this and oh, how pure and natural this seems.