They say creativity comes like lightning- without so much as a by-your-leave, bright and sharp and fully formed to perfection. You are not supposed to lie sprawled on your back in the darkness, following the trail of a gecko across the ceiling, mind labouring through swathes of images, words, people, trying to pin down a crystal clear moment of epiphany. That's just not the way artists do it.
So long. I am off on another finding-things-out trip. If I make any discovery worth the while, I'll let you know. Until then, don't hold your breath.