So today there was an interesting event I was sitting at my desk and going through my mail when the artist thing came across the feed. It was someone remarking on the above picture and asking whether or not it was available for sale. I did a little research and found the man who sent…

So today there was an interesting event I was sitting at my desk and going through my mail when the artist thing came across the feed. It was someone remarking on the above picture and asking whether or not it was available for sale. I did a little research and found the man who sent…

So what is old is new again. Sort of. This is the first post on the new site. Well, the old site that has been rekindled into something different, and it’s going to be a hell of a thing. This isn’t my Arts site, and not related to anything else except that it’s me spouting all this…

So what is old is new again. Sort of. This is the first post on the new site. Well, the old site that has been rekindled into something different, and it’s going to be a hell of a thing. This isn’t my Arts site, and not related to anything else except that it’s me spouting all this…

Well, here come everyone’s New Year’s resolutions. Not mine, though. I don’t have a list. Any resolutions I’ve made have nothing to do will a ball drop, confetti and fireworks. My decisions don’t hang on date-driven timelines. My ‘resolution’ has been in effect for quite some time. On April 21st of this year my mother…

Well, here come everyone’s New Year’s resolutions. Not mine, though. I don’t have a list. Any resolutions I’ve made have nothing to do will a ball drop, confetti and fireworks. My decisions don’t hang on date-driven timelines. My ‘resolution’ has been in effect for quite some time. On April 21st of this year my mother…

I haven’t really celebrated Christmas since I was a child. Then, like all children, the tree was magical, my boisterous family everywhere, all the activity, the yelling, the loud talking. It was hugs, admonitions, picking the skin off the turkey. It was my aunt playing a rousing rendition of ‘Santa Claus is Coming To Town’…

I haven’t really celebrated Christmas since I was a child. Then, like all children, the tree was magical, my boisterous family everywhere, all the activity, the yelling, the loud talking. It was hugs, admonitions, picking the skin off the turkey. It was my aunt playing a rousing rendition of ‘Santa Claus is Coming To Town’…

Herman Hesse from his book ‘Siddhartha’: “Now, he thought, since all these most easily perishing things have slipped from me again, now I’m standing here under the sun again just as I have been standing here a little child, nothing is mine, I have no abilities, there is nothing I could bring about, I have…

Herman Hesse from his book ‘Siddhartha’: “Now, he thought, since all these most easily perishing things have slipped from me again, now I’m standing here under the sun again just as I have been standing here a little child, nothing is mine, I have no abilities, there is nothing I could bring about, I have…

I’ve often said that circumstance does not define us, and I believe that. Sometimes circumstance brings us to places that we never expected, places that make us cringe, cry, laugh, shout – circumstances that come together to make a difference, to have impact in our lives for good or bad. I am facing a particular…

I’ve often said that circumstance does not define us, and I believe that. Sometimes circumstance brings us to places that we never expected, places that make us cringe, cry, laugh, shout – circumstances that come together to make a difference, to have impact in our lives for good or bad. I am facing a particular…

Memento mori describes the act of remembering that ‘thou art mortal’, the act of reflecting on death. I reflect on it often, not necessarily in the morose or moribund sense, but we all wonder what happens when we take the leap into nothingness, if it is nothingness. Given what’s happened over the last four months…

Memento mori describes the act of remembering that ‘thou art mortal’, the act of reflecting on death. I reflect on it often, not necessarily in the morose or moribund sense, but we all wonder what happens when we take the leap into nothingness, if it is nothingness. Given what’s happened over the last four months…

I haven’t had the opportunity to meet with my therapist since losing my mother and sister over the last four months. I knew that as far as sessions go this would be the most distressing in the history of our work together. To be in mired in profound grief and to be bipolar as well…

I haven’t had the opportunity to meet with my therapist since losing my mother and sister over the last four months. I knew that as far as sessions go this would be the most distressing in the history of our work together. To be in mired in profound grief and to be bipolar as well…