An about page. Hm. Boring. Time for a new way of describing the indescribable. Art, and why it is made. My art. Why? What on earth is it all for? I make art because I don’t know what else to do. Nothing else serves my purpose better than art. I don’t need anyone else to […]

The Eagles Gift

I am already given to the power that rules my fate. And I cling to nothing, so I will have nothing to defend. I have no thoughts, so I will see. I fear nothing, so I will remember myself. Detached and at ease, I will dart past the Eagle to be free. Carlos Castaneda This […]