“We are the music makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams; —
World-losers and world-forsakers,
On whom the pale moon gleams:
Yet we are the movers and shakers
Of the world for ever, it seems.”
-Arthur O’Shaughnessy
i have a tendency to obsess. i must create, design, break & rebuild, ask questions, discover answers, put ideas down on paper or canvas or wood or pixels. i cannot rest until i see a project to its’ end. and each wink is had at a drifter motel, each bed temporary. ever on the road, until the next set of stars is dreamed under.