-->"Black then white are all I see in my infancy. Red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me. Lets me see there is so much more,
and beckons me to look through to these infinite possibilities. As below, so above and beyond, I imagine draw'n outside the lines of reason. Push the envelope. Watch it bend."--Lateralus, Tool
But words are things, and a small drop of ink, falling, like dew, upon a thought produces that which makes thousands, perhaps millions think and smile.
Art is everywhere, except it has to pass through a creative mind.
I like it. The manner in which the sun plays on the runs is delightful. I would like a little more of the water showing at the bottom since it has some pleasing qualities about it.