This is going to be a painting as soon as I get my studio. Investors coming in this week to look at a turn key business of sorts for art for social change. 

Delight filled her, although she knew not where she was going or how she was going to get back. He goal was beyond what she could speak about or say. It lay in a realm beyond comprehension, vaguely sensed like a name once known and long forgotten. The air was soft against her cheek like fairy butterfly kisses. Subtler, Higher, Deeper.... her mind was still it was almost as if she had been here many times before.