crinkled Masa paper with collage mounted on w/c paper, 10 X 11″
in the blustery sky
all airborn things amass and flutter
drawn by some magnetic force
better described by a physicist
we as artists merely jump into the fray
ride the currents
pick up a board
jump into the surf
riding whatever tide carries us
we strive to stay loose
stay afloat and aloft
we worship the ceaseless flow
in the river of creation
our only fear is stasis
and so we must
keep moving
Your page is so dreamy . . . poetry is divine!
Great name for this piece – it really captures the ‘feel’ of the artwork! =D