Haven’t necessarily accomplished any of my ‘artistic’ goals for the day, but I have been busy. I like to think that we absorb the things that happen around us, and that we have the ability to use the memory of those things to our advantage. Even if we can’t remember them. Kinda like muscle memory.
I often wish I could sit in a cafe, drink a coffee and simply ‘people watch’. But then I’d probably be kicked out for not having spent enough on frothy lattes. I just drink straight whites see. I prefer Americanos but I’m never sure whether that means black coffee and that I have to ask for it with milk? And what’s so bloody American about it anyway?
Really, who has time to observe anymore…ha! If I did have that kind of time,
I would be practicing guitar….