I had a professor in college who used to start every day by making us write for the first 10 minutes of class. No rules or guidelines, just throw down the random thoughts that whirled in your head. Spilling ink, making random doodles, and exploring my thoughts, I would often find from this exercise, a whole new spark of creativity... This is my spilled ink.



 

//LIFE=RISK.

…often in 27 years of my life I have felt the weight of age having a overly powerful grip on what I thought was possible… or quite frankly, a limitation to a specific time table.  I have also found that over the years I have had, to what I have thought, amazing ideas and jumped fully into them… to only find later on, used up, torn down, and empty handed…

This cycle of get torn down, get back up, repeat… goes with out saying, becomes a bit tiresome …  However, I recently came across this video, which reminded me see the beauty in the failure….

“…if you have never failed….then you have never lived…”