[A sketch from 2008….]
There you are, minding your own business, then suddenly you feel “The Call”.
The call to do something totally insane and futile.
But you know you have to do it. You know that if you don’t, a little part of you will be dead forever.
I’ve been feeling a wee bit like that recently. I’ve been feeling another “DesertManhattan” [large painting] calling my name.
“You must create me, Hugh. You simply must. I have to exist, end of story. You have no choice in the matter”.
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