To those who may ask, “how are you?” – My answer is none to simple.
Like an ocean I may say. I’m too filled with currents. Waves flow freely upon my surface. Underneath I have icy depths and the warm inviting shallows. It pull me back and forth between extrems. And then i’m feeling on the FRINGE of everything what is usual to people.
When it all goes quiet behind my eyes, I see everything that made….flying around in invisible pieces. I see that I’m a little piece of a big, big universe. This is why I’m painting the things that I feel, not the things that I see.