WHERE DO IDEAS COME FROM?

I’ll tell you where from. They come from the ages before, where years have been working on it for a long, long time. Man try to improve it, steal it and call it inspiration/research. Ideas come from a peripheral, from subconsciousness. From spirits, parallel universes over the curves of the rainbows on wings of a pegasus. They come on a sunny day from the sky above blown by a divine breeze that entangles into your hair and whispers into your ear. They come from deep, deep sadness. They come with the sea, brought by a mighty tide when you are standing on the edge, next to the lighthouse without that lonely feeling. Ideas come from magic corners of artist’s heart where they were sleeping on a bed of feathers and abstract visions. They come from a dream, then you wake up to paint the dream. They come from child’s innocence and its eyes seeing the world for the first time. They come from your fingertips when you hold on to a pan, in front of you a blank page full of opportunities,they come from your limbs when making art. They wake up when you smell freshly cut grass after summer’s rain. And morning coffee. They come from Polaroid pictures. From ballerina's graciousness. And when you find a meaning of a word.They sneak up on you at 2 in the morning. They come from bone marrow and great conversations.