But the problem with drinking coffee on a rainy day is, you can’t take a nap. And a nap on a rainy day, well that’s one of the best things ever. Especially if it starts to thunder.
We’re going to have flash floods everywhere here in southwest Colorado today. You know, the kind where mud pours down the sides of mountains and roads are blocked. Rivers turn to chocolate and the sound of boulders clank down their runnels.
Pretty amazing, that water stuff.
A long time ago I looked at a Van Gogh painting of blue blossoms that I absolutely loved, and when I was done with this one, I saw that Van Gogh painting again. I couldn’t believe how similar they are.
That’s the power of influence. Our brains take things in and then pour them back out in our own style. Often without our realizing we’ve even done it. You have to be careful who and what your influences are.
(Watch out for the crazies). Some crazies are brilliant, as long as they’re not the heavy energy/drama-filled/negative people that suck the life out of you.
The same is true of art. That’s why you have to surround yourself with wonderful sights, like mountains and sunsets and lakes on foggy days. Or whatever it is – maybe mudslides or people with body piercings – that you just love to look at.
Your brain is picking up what Earth’s throwing down. And it’s all a part of you. And it’s going to come out as your own special expression. One way or another.