Limitations

A swirling moment before sunset.
Painting clouds has got to be the upper limit.
Here, how to frame? Telephone poles!
Minimal point-and-shoot capability matter of fact.

I will not wish, but make do.
I'd very much like to do portraits...
happenstanced shots of beings-by...
done up nicely; goes without saying.

Gets incredibly complicated, the publishing.
Not to mention the moxie involved.
(Warhol got away with it.) Shifty paradigm!
Incredibly presumptuous too, obviously.

The truck needs work too; range diminished.
Have to spend the day cooped up; restless.
(No business to take care of until tomorrow.)
Found something in Epictitus agreeable:

Wish not that things, not in your power,
May run as you would have them;
Wish them as they're done;
Wish them just as they are, just as you see:
Thus shall you never disappointed be.