“Today” or “Dear” or “Gloves & Scarf” or “It’s a Yellow Murmuring Thing”

That yellow thing lies below the warzone of a painting, i.e., my painting has to start somehow and sometimes a spray can is simplest. It’s also a vas deferens (“carrying away vessel”), the yellow brick road, a test pattern to see if canvases work. Things tend to lie about warzones.

Oh, “In the hall of the mountain king”—I really want to know what that is all about. It feels important if it is on my download of the 50 darkest pieces of classical music. I wonder too about “All creatures great and small.” I need to know. I will massage them (get it, “knead”) until something arises (get it, “yeast”). I doughn’t know if it will have bred anything short of a crust. Actually if the crust is cut off, then in Italy it’s a tramezzino and not a panino.

Painting and room arrangement/glorious interior design © 2010–2011 Peter Whincop. If I change my name, you’ll know it’s because of a spelling problem I can’t face, or care not to be reminded of. But, no, I like my name. And so do I.