Here, I let my hand wander through the times my
Would run wild, where my crayons would lead the way to
Never planned, take control of colors… the vanguard
Of an army
Of ideas lying in the underlayer, waiting to spring out
Uninhibited, uninhabited by minds already born…
As a much younger person I used to let my hand roam freely on the page creating beautiful shapes which with time got lost… Here I tried to recapture that talent but it will need some practice.
The good part is that my oil pastel experience is getting on 🙂