Showing posts with label cowboys. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cowboys. Show all posts
Saturday, 17 January 2015
Cowboys
She wore a wedding dress to ride her cowboys. They went willingly to the slaughter. Her busy hands on the alert to soft spots and dirty secrets.
Wednesday, 29 October 2014
Moleskine Pages- Cowbys and Bored Girls
The stories played out behind closed doors. She waited....
I am currently in a manic phase constantly dealing with a surfeit of mental pictures. Some of the work is coming out far too crowded and chaotic. I need to exercise more discipline and thin it down somewhat. But while the tap is running is is so hard to fight the force. I know that inevitably there will be a slow down, I so hate that. when that happens I become hyper critical of my work and struggle with the urge to tear everything up. The cycle does eventually go full circle and I'm back at the beginning. I still haven't worked out strategies for mitigating the worst of the merry go round.
I am currently in a manic phase constantly dealing with a surfeit of mental pictures. Some of the work is coming out far too crowded and chaotic. I need to exercise more discipline and thin it down somewhat. But while the tap is running is is so hard to fight the force. I know that inevitably there will be a slow down, I so hate that. when that happens I become hyper critical of my work and struggle with the urge to tear everything up. The cycle does eventually go full circle and I'm back at the beginning. I still haven't worked out strategies for mitigating the worst of the merry go round.
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