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I was working on a garden, cleaning gravel. A monotonous task except I the artist amused myself by making decorative chanels to let the water out of the driveway, where we were washing the soil out of the gravel. It didn't make the job any longer or use more water or anything like that, I don't know why I wished I had a camera with me.

I'm not sure its healthy

As my workspace becomes my bedroom, do my dreams become reality. Is it a matter of positive positive, luck or money. O for a studio large and tall I'll travel the world to find a place to stop and create for a while. Still I refuse to work in the factory or the system. If I get a holiday from my head will all become clear and paths open easily mapped out in continuity.