Minimal, or Minima List
It was one of those days John Lennon sang about when he sang “Nobody Told Me There’d Be Days Like These/Strange days inDEED…” Suddenly I found myself again at Urban Beans in Phoenix, Arizona with the smallest of time windows. It was 5:35pm. Caffeine Corridor would start at 7:00PM, and I had to talk to at least two people beforehand about at least two different things. After the event I had to dinner&drive back to my home and my love, with an image to post befor midnight. And I hadn’t ordered my large plain-drip coffee yet.
At 6:17pm I was finished with the image. Necessity is the mother of inspiration: I knew I had to keep it minimal–MINIMAL? A theme tailor-made…
One with Clay, Image and Text 
I’m amazed that you can consitently come up with so many ideas for drawings. I can draw okay. But I don’t seem to have enough inspiration for it. Although I wish I had access to a kiln. I love ceramics-making.
Thanks, Donald! It’s a good example of how limitations can be our friends. When I was starting out with acrostic poetry, and I was stuck for an idea, I’d just ask my daughter to think of a word or phrase. So she’d say “malapropism” or “inconsistency” or, one memorable time, “kumquat chagrin,” and solving the problem of working the word or phrase into the acrostic jump-started my imagination engine. As for access to a kiln, I usually get that via taking a class at my local junior college. I did own a small electric kiln once, but it was in bad repair and often broke my heart by presenting me with a load of shards instead of pottery.