The Plight Of The Struggling Artist….
This is from a response I wrote yesterday, with adaptations, to a comment I received from—with apologies Mame—a compassionate soul …
This is from a response I wrote yesterday, with adaptations, to a comment I received from—with apologies Mame—a compassionate soul …
I never travelled much when I was younger. Too busy reading and earning a simple living… so I could …
After visitors or a few days in the company of others I inevitably crave solitude and silence. Nothing against …
“But beyond that [the normal daylight working of the intellect] there is a thinking in primordial images—in symbols that …
Sometimes I look back on my day’s work and say: “damn, that’s good!” Yesterday was one of those days. …
Enlightenment: effortlessly surfing the Flow of Life! “… [L]ife is like a current passing from germ to germ through …
Riding the rainy windswept heights above Loch Ness, Scotland…. Yesterday, Saturday, I rode a bus an hour out of …
“When a culture is in a state of disintegration or transition the freedom of the artist increases— but the …
I love the sweet innocence of children peering wide eyed out upon their expanding little world from strollers pushed …
This is an experiment. Up to now whenever I’ve tried to post from my iPad it hasn’t gone well. Either …