#Writing space (Thursday’s Musings) #amwriting

Faraway Looks, René Magritte, 1927The desk is littered:  photographs of the sublime Italian model he worships, another of himself in the Dolomites with two small children – now young adults – a postal card of Paul Klee’s “The Saint of the inner Light”, various requests for donations (well…) and more…

And what about this new work? Stalling, wandering, disrupted and drifting: this cannot continue! But yet, there are so many distractions, take for example that invite to meet xxx in London in June – wow! But work! Writing is a discipline, solitary confinement, self-imposed chastity – what else? O, yes, these pesky characters, both attractive and repellant, they want their way, can’t have it, protest, go on strike…

There is a start, a location, a loose outline, and some collaterals. But not enough to jump. Then those pictures flashing on the screen saver, so many moments of happiness, terror, doubt, pleasure! Writing is of course the best place, for an ageing traveller: revisiting, looking back, rediscovering… In one word: hard work.

Image: Faraway Looks, René Magritte, 1927

The Saint of inner Light

Paul Klee: The Saint of inner Light

#FWF Free Write Friday: Word Bank

You may use any of the following words as inspiration for your piece, or you may use all of them if it does not hinder your ability to write in free flow.

train – burlap – fiction – pearls – vertigo

Sie beissen an

Circular wandering

Paul Klee drew and painted on burlap,

Weird train of thoughts…

You, wearing  you necklace of pearls at the exclusion

Of anything else…

Fiction I’d love to expand on,

But daring leads to… Vertigo… Mr Vertigo?

Paul Auster: Invisible

Paul Klee: Make Visible ~

Must visit the Bauhaus!