A Charley-horse of the Soul
Eerie weeks of silence on this blog. No chatter, no opinions. You couldn’t hear a moth dancing.
I have been suffering a Charley-horse of the soul. Show me a human who’s never had a cramp. Outward-facing words, between me and a whole world of you, lost juice like freeze-dried petals.
Now this blog begins again with new vigor.
Changes will roll out over the next few weeks,
They will begin immediately. On Mondays you’ll see images from my artistic output, reaching back some decades. Thursdays you’ll see recent work, often from the previous week.