which bounce and rebound haphazardly about in my brain
during the wee hours of the morning
and magically transform themselves
into a solid piece of art.
they blur...one into the other...
disconnected and overlapping...almost zentangled-like
in a wild attempt to become
Illustration Friday: "Blur"
"Sometimes in our confusion,
we see not the world as it is,
but the world though eyes blurred by the mind."