At last the stars are bright and shiny
When I walk out of the studio every week, I look. Can I see any stars, even in the city? Â Is it a full moon? Â How fast are the clouds moving? Â Could that be…? I used to drive to the… Read more ›
When I walk out of the studio every week, I look. Can I see any stars, even in the city? Â Is it a full moon? Â How fast are the clouds moving? Â Could that be…? I used to drive to the… Read more ›
My bedroom walls have always been scaled…it’s merely a matter of who’s doing the scaling. Sometimes it’s me trying to get to the room I’d rather be in. Occasionally it’s someone else…probably just trying to save me the time and… Read more ›