driving the commute, car hurtling past autumn woods . . .
a glimpse, a glimmer flickers on the windshield, on the inner eye . . .
then gone.
sitting in the office, the image remains a faint impression . . . light, textures, a sense of earth, of sky and water . . .
in the moments between budgets and meetings, how to capture, to evoke . . .
gather up a texture file, another, one more . . .
graft and meld, crop, enhance . . .
add the mark of scratchings, faded text, the hint of a compass as a talisman to find the way back . . .
all ephemeral, a chimera, a sweep, a smudge as the car hurtles past . . .
