the paintbrush is smallbecause I want tomake small marksrows of dotslike the aboriginesgoing walkabout each dot a new thoughtleading to lines of inquirylines of longinggo this waygo that waylines of inquiryrequiring more and moredotstiny marks of wondertiny marks of longingtiny splashes of storydots on multicoloured landscapeeach dot a day of lifeeach dot a new thoughtleading... Continue Reading →