A Quietness stretches throughout. Dragging me into the future into the unknown womb of time where only ‘shunya’ an empty void is waiting to be filled yet again by color and form. into form i dissolve – color, I become.. It is a play in the mind where the canvas starts off white, same as the mind. The forms appear from nowhere then come the colors. The alliance of lies with colors, shapes with forms dance to music revolving a thousand times around my thoughts. Horizantal lines and vertical forms talk to me sometimes.