29 September 2014

thoughts while driving

I am driving onto the highway when I notice the brilliantly soft blue-pink gradient of the sky. I instinctively grab my phone to take a photo of it, but after two seconds, I toss my phone back onto the passenger seat. This perfect sky will have to remain between my memory and sentiments until a more brilliant sky replaces it.

I suppose it's sometimes better to be safe than not, though I have always held the belief that art is worth the risks of danger. Believe me, I know the oxymoron of this carefully intentional recklessness but I'm still learning that art is not always about toeing the line. Sometimes it's just about the faded shadows of our memories.