I was reviewing my blog - looking at past posts (since they are few in number it doesn't take much time!!) and I wasn't displeased. When it comes to writing on paper or typing on a keyboard, words take on a life and character they never seem to have when spoken. No, am not going to even think about the whole debate in philosophy on the spoekn vs. written language and which is to be privileged over which... I am just going to revel in words - in the tactile sensation they create as I type them... (I've always loved the clickity-clack of the type-writer and keyboard) and the shapes that take form as I press on each key. To be able to play with fonts and choose which font goes with what kind of writing... In my own miniscule way I experience art - personal art, which I create - words which I string together, thoughts which I choose to articulate. No claims to originality here, since I believe there's nothing original in the world anyway. All we can do is come up with new permutations and combinations. But that in itself is, my friend, quite an art!!