Inefficient
Yes, it is a mess. No less than I.
all in search of the right color
at the right time, for a single brush stroke,
maybe two. An inefficient way to make a living,
worth the work.
About this poem.
All the things I do are inefficient. Dealing with hearts and emotions and brokenness; dealing with paint and words and your own flaws are always going to be inefficient.
But, when you fit all the elements together, those rare times, it is glorious.
Tom
Quarry House 
Tom, Your posts are GLORIOUS! Dr. Jim Brown
Your thoughts and images will always resonate with someone and if you lift up the spirits of just one person, I think it is worthwhile.
I have pretty much come to the same place in my life. Blessings, Tom