We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.


The light goes out early these days, but with a bang.


Dreams don’t work unless you do.


Hello everybody! *waving to the empty theater* I feel it’s time to revive this photo blog because I sometimes have too much content for my craft blog. But phew, such a thing can be a piece of work! The quotes. I mean, I love them, but gag, my life is too short to actively search them out every blipping day. So, new rule, no more quotes unless I happen to sit on a few.

Then there’s the THEME thing. Just about all the new gallery showy offy ones rely on “Featured image” which I don’t have on any of my posts, because come on, there’s been one image to one post so far. Or they are Portfolio driven, something which didn’t even exist last time I checked in here. So does one go ahead and change 200+ old blog posts to make them look all shiny and pretty?

Actually I want to change everything completely, galleries with more images to a post, paintings and what other flat imagery I can think of. Yes, I Instagram too for the time being and would love for you to visit, but really, the wordy portion is horrible to work with as well as keep track of. Which perhaps you’re not really supposed to what with the insta-concept.

So if you do show up, expect a bit of ongoing maintenance, please excuse the mess.

Anybody out there?


Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I’ll meet you there.

When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase each other
doesn’t make any sense.

– Rumi