There are days when I really wish I could paint...
Witchy seems to be making a good fist (sic) of it, but as I commented on one of her offerings, I'm incapable of drawing stick insects, let alone eyes and so forth.
But when a new, clear dawn appears during the commute, I want to stop the train and capture the vision. Photos can never do it justice - even blown up - it's the burst of energy, knowing you've made it to another day, that I feel the need to express.
I'll never have a chauffeur - even if I win the Lotto - but maybe one day I'll have a hired artist on tap, and I'll just point and say "I'd like that done, please."
# posted by Mr.D. @ 8:41 AM
Drinking and Driving (but clearly not simultaneously)
