A space, a safe place, a painting, a new dance move, a tune, trust, anything.
Creating is intrinsically beautiful cos it takes barely-sweet nothings, flickers that hold you just long enough that you pause and consider them, endearingly awkward and messy, and gives rather-sweet somethings, once flickers, now bright lights, still awkward and messy, but just a little more sure.
I'm only just discovering the joys of it- Flashes of snapshots. Brief clarity. Glimpses into your youthful and ingenuous delight in man. Recognizing that the process is slow, yes, but it is sure... that the photograph is being developed.
Do you see it? I love glimpses.
(i'd like to think that this is for example's sake, but who am i kidding. it's cos i can't stop listening to this. i introduce to you, jessie j. Besides her magical pipes, she's a loose unit and it's refreshing- listen here:)