Waiting in the rain

I sit, waiting in the rain. I contemplate what is to come. A visit to a musuem. A future that I look forward to. My wife and I getting a bit of visual stimulation. Motivation would be a welcome side note. An understanding of how I might encounter others who delight in what I call art. Who would even make my images of pop styles and fractilian math a profitable endeavour. Spring is here, I look to it as a way to emerge from behind my stubborn ways, and share what I hold close.

Okay, my deep thoughts aside, it's almost time to pick up April, and head to the Art Institute.

Toodles...