So its almost midnight. It is often that I find myself close to midnight wanting to document my thoughts.
I find myself creatively inclined lately- I want to paint, or make a movie. Mostly climbing movies, I fantasize about the exact moment a song kicks in and takes the viewer to a level where they experience entertainment and inspiration at the same time. The right music to accompany the right rythym of motion between that micro crip launch to the sandy flat top out of some imaginatively incredible line. So I have been taking pictures, on my camera phone. Anticipating a moment in which I am so motivated as to go to Texas Art Supply and pick up some materials to make that mosaic ashtray, or painting, or go to pottery class.... or whatever.
Either way, I am too unmotivated with climbing to even consider motivation in another plane of media.
Things are so ritualistic. Sexy.
