Archive
You Never Miss the Water Till the Well Runs Dry
My well overflows with ideas. My diminishing water is time.
The Compulsory Spill Post
Some of the species that were eradicated, or should have been, in the terrible tragedy depicted above, may be listed here.
A Close Shave
Great ideas must be followed by action in order to bear fruit. But it’s a good idea to identify the great ideas and let some ideas remain ideas. I found about a hundred of those right here in Thinkering.
To Sleep, Perchance to Dream
Since I mentioned Hamlet in yesterday’s title, I figured why not borrow from his famous “To be or not to be” speech,” for today’s title? After all, Thinkering is a soliloquy nearly every day and Shakespeare was the master of this style of discourse.
Done. I paid homage to the bard now back to bed.
Hamlet Had it Easy
In previous segments I’ve suffered from scattered words, scattered thoughts, and more often than I care to remember, scattered vision. Now I’m delighted to welcome Scattered Rayn, a gifted writer, adventurer and artist.
Last time I was in Copenhagen it was raining. This time it’s Rayning. Huh!
Tony Hawk Has nothing to Fear
I broke seven limbs over the years: falling off a tree, fighting, playing soccer, bike riding and (most embarrassing) playing ping pong (broken arm in two places). Some people never learn.
Can’t Find the Words
Sometime it’s a writer’s block. Other times it’s an artist’s block. Occasionally it’s a total mind freeze. And yes, periodically it’s a dumb thought that gains control of the situation.
Sure, the creative juices flow eternal like the mighty frigging Amazon and the line is cast into the current. It’s just that those cold-blooded aquatic vertebrates of an idea don’t always a bite.
And occasionally, even when I’ve got all the words, they don’t seem come together in an organized way.
Pushing the Envelope
Today’s segment is a treat of sorts since you get to see me in the raw. I don’t mean this kind of raw or even that. The artwork you’re witnessing above is an unfinished rough, a raw sketch before final inking and cleanup. Thought you might enjoy it. And yes, laziness might have played a part.
As to the theme above, we tend to dread the things we have and wish for those we don’t. It’s a 3-stage process. Firstly the complaint. Secondly the attempt. Thirdly the success and inevitable fear.
