Doesn't the County know that waking
an ARTIST with guys and trucks
is dangerous!
I mean
We need our dreaming
and musing time.
Natural wake ups is what it is all about.
Waking up to Southern slang
and guys with toothpicks
chewed in their mouths
is NO way to start a creative morning.
As they leave now
walking
and searching
for some mechanical
or natural defect
in the water flow
in this little
berg.
Now it is too late to go back to sleep
and I feel unsettled.
Painting was the LAST
thing on my mind.
It was all about
startle reflex
and who is there
and what are they doing
outside my window.
Now to settle down
with a large glass of kefir
and flax flour
and a new appreciation
for my artistic rhythm
and the rituals that
make a calm environment
and painting progress.
