There is an inkling of honorable and quintessential workmanship, of justly instrumental estrangement, of both disentangled and disengaged concentration when heroically combined with enthusiastic elements of hyperactive both courteous distraction
A fuller wholesome focus cautiously grabbed from someplace both indescribable and, yet, ever-still… equally undeniable with regard to its implemented sense of spiritual worth…
A thirsty thirst that cannot but sequester and somewhat heavenly implement..
Its very own sense of artistically enhanced endeavour – because, to touch the corner-ends of one forgotten both loftily begotten brush is to treasure … this holistic sense of life-like Zen.
Impenetrably succinct, and we do in-deed think.. too many times to ever get to care about ourselves again.