foot's on the pedal,
i'm cruising with the music blasting
singing along to the song
not caring who can see
get cut off by a lady
deep breathing cause it's driving me crazy
it's drizzling outside
but still quite the perfect day
pull into a spot that could very well be considered illegal
but it's too sweet to give up - right in front of the gallery
have my headphones on
wandering the gallery
i find a spot with speckled delight
alex coville is a wonder
how he creates such beauty
the patience in every painting
as always, i stand with gaping wonder at works of art
that i so admire
that i so esteem to create even a shadow
if my home could be an art gallery
i'd live in paradise
no where else in the world do i feel completely amazed
where you get to glimpse the world through someone else's eyes
to see their dreams
it's like walking through a telepathic window
from the Louvre, MOMA to the AGO and AGNS,
they're all the same...beauty, imagination captured.