The knitting needle (learning how to dream)

When I have an Art block, I can't do anything. I can't draw and write. I can't even think. In fact, it's more like an Life Block. Does it mean that Art is my life?

Anyway, it makes me crazy.

But when it passes… the wild herds of ideas start coming to my head at at breakneck speed. They want to escape from my mind all at once and I don't want to loose any of them.

It makes me crazy, too.

So well, it comes out that, in fact, I am crazy.

Overall, at the time of so-called creative inspiration, my mind is like a tangled ball of thread right now. There are many colourful threads I can sew something beautiful with but it's so hard to untangle them all in such a way they'd survive as a whole.

Morover, somewhere at the bottom of my mind I dream of making a sweater.

But first, I need to find the knitting needle.


Two of them.