Sunday, March 20, 2011

This part is a dream, I think.

It feels as if my head is underwater. It had grown so big from the things I don't tell you, things I acquire by the hour (by the minute really).
Like for example, I wanna tell you that earlier today, I had read about a family of wise children, their oldest child thinks in black and white. Their youngest daughter thinks in sepia tones.

I wanted to tell you that I get that very well, because I can think of all color tones and textile patterns based on my current thought process. While I abuse black, white and gray the most, it can be an abstract painting , of course the colors won't match. I'm such a jumble of emotions, I don't even know what to say.
It can become one huge transparent canvas, in which you can see through its flesh, right down to the guts..

My head is under water, it's so heavy and big.


Roe said...

Black and white is considered wise? Hmmm, I beg to differ.

Charade said...

They were ahead of their times, The Glasses :0!

Kaleidoscope Girl said...

I love the reptition. The colours are wonderful. I'm still pondering implications...