Art is Freedom

The weather feels good. It’s breezy in the shade and warm in the sun. I can feel the breeze and here the chitchat. The bird’s are singing their song. It’s a lovely day to admire and fall in love…

Seems like I haven’t done much walking for the sake of walking and admiring it all. Seems like I’ve been clearing my mind instead of taking note of all the details. Like right now I’m seeing the swaying of the branches and the breeze, it feels so free.

Our best work originates in the freedom. Oh, trees remind of painting a few trees for Wise Trees. There’s a few trees I want to redo.