Even when he was ready to move to a new vista, he didn’t speak to Blaze. It was as if he’d forgotten he was there. Doesn’t even realize I’ve carried his chair and supplies each time he’s moved to a new spot.
This amused Blaze, yet it was something he understood. On the battlefield, you shut out the extraneous to concentrate on the job you had to do. Your teammates did the same. Some people called it being in the groove.Others called it flow.
From what Blaze was observing about Logan, he would call it flow.He imagined him lost in the images, colors, and feelings flowingthrough his vision and emotions to his skillful fingers. Logan’s concentration was so deep, it was almost frantic. He must think if he didn’t capture it on paper now, he’d lose it all. Maybe lose the sense of wonder, the passion of first seeing this breathtaking place.