Process / by Dason Pettit

 

 

A need to speed up the process, the desire to see real change, yet the unease in effecting that change; all are a part of my mindset. Moments that are fleeting and still within reach pass by the window of the car. The surreal drip of time that is like sap from trees; covering all yet barely perceptible to the naked eye. Images blurred as if from a dream or a drug induced night of revelry. Such is the confused sense of the world when seeking out the source of inspirations and looking for secrets in the wind and dust. The mind wanders and retrospect clarifies those distortions into a cinema of the past and the future. And I wait for the moment that will solidify thought into tangible evidence of daydreams.