In a corner of my desk, far far away, my mornings started with a splash,
black cup of coffee and moreINKs ( tasks, not written down, but splashed away).
Idea by a dear one, crawl up: You should stack them all somehow ...
Unplugged by the covid-19 chaos, days turn into a "stay at home" rebelion.
A gonzo ride for no good reason, done by the sheer joy of playing and see
what might backlash out of that black splash.
The first done just for fun, just restless splashes of pressure in all honesty, became 2021 calendar. Kind of magic indeed and rewardingly surprising.
Whatever 2022 would bring, it will need some soundtrack I guess, sanity play under pressure as they say.
The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes.
It was tremendous fun, to see ink and brush following rhythm and not exactly shape.
Playlist VS. play/лист, so to speak ;)
In-sanity laughs ...
With ink to spare and the guts to share, most turned into a rather rare 2022 calendar.
Hopefully to tune in some good vibes for the strange days ahead.
... dedicated to my son.
