Good morning! Just working on the concept of ordinary moments taking on greater significance as I notice and record what is in front of me. Sometimes in the translation form daily course of events,such as wrapping up a room to be painted, and drawing and painting it, I see metaphors that I was never able to articulate as clearly!
When things are wrapped together under a translucent cover, their individual detail is embraced as it becomes a part of the greater whole. An ordinary job is viewed as ethereal. Perhaps things aren't as concrete as they first appear!