jim_murdoch – blackandwhiteandcolours

If you can touch it then it’s real

I look at things all the time

You can look at things for too long

I think about this kind of stuff way too much

It’s how we grow. Art’s a means to measure that growth

The only way to learn art is to do it

I’ve been called an idealist

On’s the only way to go and that’s where I’ve headed ever since

My room was still there

I thought I was free at last but don’t ask me what from

I doubt any of us rest until our dreams do too

There was where we found ourselves when the mists cleared and so there’s where we stay

It never crosses our mind we might not belong there

One does not expect visitations by heavenly creatures these days

Each has its own beauty

Numbers are important, yes, but so are names

This frequently happens to me

It is a part of the natural order of things

I am always fine

That was not the right answer