Saturday, May 13, 2017

I Am Such a Messy Prototype

Like children playing with their food
Creativity without a care
Things fall down
They come together
For an earnest lifelike doll
All scars and broken beauty
Anticipating the next assignment

This finger painting
Without numbers, lines or lofty aims
Mixing colors always ends up
Browny green
Nothing smooth or bright
And yet you see it and you say
Oh, yeah, I know that feeling

In the end
It takes a lot of ugliness
Accidents and big mistakes
To make good art.

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