head of a woman...

I love to wake up & blog to start my day. I wish I could sit here with a cup of coffee. I did have a coffee at Angelo's yesterday, because it was Mother's Day. It was so good. I'll be craving coffee for weeks now. Anyway, it's nice to sit down to something in the morning, otherwise I feel like I'm walking in circles. Right now my brain is in random fire mode, which is perfect for blogging. It's great fun, because nothing comprehensible comes out at this point, and I have to try to piece everything together so that my writing comes out looking something like a Picasso. The problem is that I'm too much of a perfectionist to appreciate the beauty of that very large nose, or to be able to accept that one eye is much bigger than the other, or to leave the hands, even though they are way too big for the boy I just painted. So, I work work work 'til everything looks normal and you miss the beauty of what could have been, if I only knew how to savor the imperfection. Well, I'm awake now, so I better get busy with my day. Love to all my readers, I know who you are-even if you never comment. =) Have a lovely day.

*See- even when I choose a Picasso, I have to choose a normal looking one. He was probably just waking up when he sketched this, and never got around to moving everything around the way he wanted. Anyway, I like the title of this one.