I could imagine a slideshow of this posture on this chair in many different settings…on the beach, on the mountain top, in a city street, on top of a building, on the back of a ramp truck…..one slide after the other.
(Oh I should mention its my brother. Clearly we have a lot in common.)
When Spring arrives, my thoughts turn more and more to the colors outside, rather than the deep memory colors from midwinter. The sun, the spring
Light. I have been doing a lot of thinking about light and darkness, contemplation, placements, and the moon, particularly in the closing of this balsamic
