This is your world. Just let these leaves jump off the brush The man who does the best job is the one who is happy at his job. Isn’t that fantastic? You have to allow the paint to break to make it beautiful. Tree trunks grow however makes them happy.
That is when you can experience true joy, when you have no fear. We don’t really know where this goes – and I’m not sure we really care. You better get your coat out, this is going to be a cold painting. So often we avoid running water, and running water is a lot of fun. Isn’t it great to do something you can’t fail at? But they’re very easily killed. Clouds are delicate.
Go out on a limb – that’s where the fruit is. And just raise cain. Clouds are free they come and go as they please. Let’s put some happy little bushes on the other side now.
Change your perspective
Don’t fight it, use what happens. Poor old tree. Here we’re limited by the time we have. That’s a son of a gun of a cloud. I spend a lot of time walking around in the woods and talking to trees, and squirrels, and little rabbits and stuff. This is where you take out all your hostilities and frustrations.
Don’t fight it, use what happens. Poor old tree. Here we’re limited by the time we have. That’s a son of a gun of a cloud. I spend a lot of time walking around in the woods and talking to trees, and squirrels, and little rabbits and stuff. This is where you take out all your hostilities and frustrations.
