.

.

.

Brush in hand

evoking

the spirit

send

the joy

of creation

my way

.

.

.

The mix

the brush

& the moment

it is best

hours pass

a small spark

of creation

in us all

.

.

.

Let's dance

the dance of creation

we'll pretend to be serious

and mix our colors well

we'll pretend that

it is only art

that we are creating

.

.

.

The blending of the essence

by will alone

or just by chance

sometimes colors dance

what is this

the moment of creation

is it not special ?

it is divine

.

.

.

Let us play

Smear splat hey!

Let us pray

It all comes out OK

Let it not be drab

Dab dab dab

.

.

.

Brush

Dab

Stir

Slash

Splat

Stir

Perhaps

To rend

And start again

.

.

.

A multitude

of paintings

Until you're done

Then there is one

.

.

.