"great ideas emerge
from useless fragments
-michael bassey johnson
perhaps time has slipped and left me along the selvage. sidelined. overlooked. perhaps this creates space. for thoughts. for dreams. perhaps what we think fills this space really only fills the expanse beside the space. like cloth filled with color and image beside the selvage.
i seem to get lost all too frequently in these edges. of time and space. perhaps it is simply a side effect of depression. or merely a forgetting to be present. perhaps i can nudge something from this stagnation. poke the hibernating bear, as it were.
play with some of these fragments. arrange a bit of a shrine, if you will. some tiny vignette on my worktable to entice an idea. or three. from the ethers. to draw me away from the selvage and back into the tapestry of color...