Botero Tarot...two

This one is more important than yesterdays, which means I'm probably write it worse. There is this thing when I really care about something, it becomes horribly confused in the translation to written words and I start just wanting to hit people in the head with heavy makes to make them understand love and passion.

Ask Greg Corso...not the poet.

Ciana and I were walking down the street yesterday and looked in a store and she thought it looked like a Botero painting. And I heard Tarot. And she said Botero. And then one of the two of use side Botero Tarot.

And it doesn't matter. Cause today's idea is that, much like how sitcoms are (sorry, were) written in a group settings, I think there is something important to about creating things as a group.

This could go right along with a theory about shared responsibility. But here I'm thinking most about the moments when you're in a room with a bunch of people and laugh and joking and eventually something insanely cool has been born of it. And really, you have no idea who came up with this genius idea.

And in reality...no one person did come up with this idea. It was all about the group and the fertility of the soil of the conversation. One thing spurred the next and couldn't have existed without it. And this isn't just about causality, but a definitive set of movements that actually build and bring an idea into creation.

And I love this thing. And it should happen more. And people should try to occasion it. And things can get better than they are now when we stop feeling the need to say who owns the idea that they could in no way of have up with on their own.

There. Better than I would have thought.