I once wrote a poem that spoke of the scattered thoughts of my snow globe mind.  I truly feel that this metaphor fits what goes on in my head sometimes.  Visions, thoughts, feelings are all settled until something comes along to shake them up and send them into an erratic frenzy.  In time, they settle once again but, as life has it, there is always an uncertainty as to when they will be sent flying around again.  I can only embrace the randomness and unpredictable nature of life and my experiences by painting how i react, interpret, and perceive them visually.