A Winter’s Day….
I’ve grown quiet of late. Contentedly so. Living in a northern climate winter was slow to arrive, but …
I’ve grown quiet of late. Contentedly so. Living in a northern climate winter was slow to arrive, but …
Gully and Coker have just left the home of Sarah in Joyce Cary’s effulgent classic The Horse’s Mouth. To …
I wanted to share another photo I took a week ago now of my buddy. He’s been hanging about in …
I had wanted to begin my latest email with the notion of the Age Old Question for the artist/shaman, because …
Uh oh, You write and you’re going to get a response, usually at length. And I don’t do it …
But is anybody listening? “Dedalusday is for the few. That’s a lovely line.”—Simon Thanks Simon, but by …
“No matter what forms we observe, but particularly in the organic, we shall find nowhere anything enduring, resting, completed, but …