A question that's been rattling
around in my head in the studio a lot lately: 'What do all those
layers mean to you?'
And what do they?
Every day it seems the answer
might be different, but today it goes like this: They are
these rivers of time -- minute upon minute, hour after hour,
days over days, experience on top of experience until an
identity is formed -- a gesture of energy expended.
It seems to me, we build our
selves in the same way. Out of the choices we make around
every turn in time, and then the choices we make in dealing with
the consequences of our previous choices -- layer upon layer,
experience after experience.
We are little time tornados
constantly creating our own weather.
But the answers always lead
to more questions... what weather am I creating?