Paintings
I was thinking about my story, the three women (and narrator) in France (on the blog) and the impossibility of seeing a lioness (who became the Sphinx) in tall savanna grasses occurred to me... so un-French and yet... maybe not so impossible...
At the same time, I had been listening to a John Cage composition... difficult... called Atlas Eclipticalis, apparently created out of a tracing of the alignment of the stars... again, not possible, but not, apparently, impossible...