I crafted thread and needle
For when the cosmos begins to tear,
But only my patch of space and time
Could I hope to repair.
So I let the rest unravel,
Without giving in to despair.
In the patchwork quilt of the universe
I'm responsible for just one square.
Everything is always a Work In Progress. Space to share some of my creative projects and thoughts.
"What is Art?"
Art is not about beauty, not about making a statement, it's not even about executing it well. Art is about communication. Bad artists m...
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Tell me a story, if you will, Of the boy with the tempered tongue And the girl who rode on the tempest, Who sailed so far from home. T...
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Why write a blog? It’s a fair question. After all, there’s already a lot of them out there. Used to be, if you wanted to share something be...
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Sometimes, you have to work hard to come up with stories. Other times, you wake up in the middle of the night from a ridiculously detailed d...