For Madmen Only!
Those are the words which confronted Hermann Hesse’s fictional self Harry Haller while strolling the dark medieval streets of …
Those are the words which confronted Hermann Hesse’s fictional self Harry Haller while strolling the dark medieval streets of …
Ok, it isn’t much of a photo. I was strolling in the woods behind my place yesterday and spotted …
Reply to an email received the other day: A very very quiet morning to you, The sound of an old …
Actually, not much chance of that happening. We as a species are too bound to tradition. We don’t like …
Response to an email received the other day: Thanks for the kind words, Leaving behind my science studies unfinished …
From an email written earlier today: I seem to regularly wake up in the deep stillness of the …
My recent move nearly complete I sat down to relax over a cup of tea and a snippet or …
Joseph Campbell, one of the true Giants of the Human Spirit—and make no mistake, there are no more than …
The Madonna and Child (Just Passing Through) It’s a sunny Saturday morning. I boil a pot of water …
I had wanted to begin my latest email with the notion of the Age Old Question for the artist/shaman, because …