the concept of phrenology intrigues me to no end. as an artist, i continually wonder how and why my inspiration ebbs and flows from one day (sometimes one hour) to the next. the notion that there are dozens of wee compartments in my mind - each with a window to neighboring compartments is both comforting and exhilarating. i imagine that that the doors of these rooms are left ajar allowing ideas creep in and overlap one another. cogs and gears are rotating. conveyor belts of invention are running on high speed...
and constant creation is inevitable
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