“If I am driving, I may have a commission for you, I can work on the message later….a forest floor a-flutter with birds, little chains about their limbs, grazing deer, little blood spots, empty shackles.”
Working on a commission is painting blind. I don’t see the image, just the components. I don’t know how detailed the image is, so the impression is ephemeral, a ghost of a painting. I am not sure if I am finished with this or if it’s a rough draft of something beautiful and intricate to come.
Kismet Arts Tangent 
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