No words, just an idea, a thought about how ideas come tumbling down, freeflow, freefall without the slightest reason for them to make sense, they just are, they just occur. I have never been a linear thinker, it’s always about the bigger picture, the forces at play, the communion of visual blips on the consciousness. But the idea of linear organization appeals to me, outwardly I am linear, inwardly nothing of the sort. Journaling the concept.Magazine collage, acrylics, oil pastels, spray inks. Purple lots of purple.